Category: Book

“Hey guys,” Avi greeted in a shaky voice as he unbuttoned his jacket. “Wait, what happened?” Jodie launched out of the recliner and met him in the hall. After he shrugged the coat off, she snatched it away and hung it up on the coat rack. With a heavy exhale, he dropped his luggage onto…

The day before Thanksgiving was a whirlwind of preparation. Mia offered to run last minute errands, since she had a shift at the bar that evening and wouldn’t be much help in the kitchen, and Jodie handed her a list of items and a credit card. Meanwhile, Mitch set up shop across the countertops and…

For the first time in years, Mitch didn’t have concrete plans for Thanksgiving, which thrilled him. He had little attachment to the holiday as it was, but being forced to dress up and drive into Manhattan to eat with Calvin’s parents and watch football wasn’t his idea of a good time. Or worse, when they’d…

Unsurprisingly, Mitch didn’t sleep much that night. He came close to telling Jodie about what happened with Avi, but refrained because she was so elated by how well everything went at Fighting Spirit. A compliment was even paid to Toby, and he couldn’t go and put a damper on her mood after that monumental feat….

Mitch took his time getting the guitar out from the trunk, while also pretending to look at his phone. His heart raced a mile a minute, and he schemed about more ways that he could stall. Then again, It was just Avi, and they were friends. Nothing about this should be complicated. All Mitch had…

(A/N: This update contains intrusive thoughts, self harm mention, and mention of a drug overdose. Nothing is in graphic detail, but please proceed with caution.) Toby’s reluctance was obvious as he stepped away, as was the restraint that he demonstrated from making further comments about spending the night together. Mitch genuinely appreciated that this didn’t…

“I’m not gonna-” Mitch raised his voice in reaction to a comment from Toby, but he stopped himself when Avi turned towards them. His face burned in embarrassment over being so easily wound up by this guy, even all these years later. After a light elbow to Toby’s ribs, Mitch extended the napkins to Avi,…

“Hi,” Mitch greeted Toby and Avi with a tired smile, but remained standing since there were no available seats. They both looked up at him: Avi with a bright grin, and Toby bearing the expression of being ill-prepared to deal with someone as upbeat as Avi. “You were amazing!” Avi gushed, and Mitch rubbed the…

“Testing testing…good evening,” Mitch greeted the crowd, who responded with cheers. The butterflies in his stomach fluttered so hard that they hurt. With the band, he had a support system to lean on and it wasn’t just him at the center of attention. Giggling nervously, he asked how everyone was doing, and was met with…

“Sure is November,” Mitch remarked as he stared out the window and watched rain droplets splatter against it, then slide down the glass and leave tiny channels of water. It was the night of the unplugged show, or the open mic, or whatever it was that Jodie had changed it to for the hundredth time…