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Changing Tyler-Chapter Fifteen

I climbed into the Mustang yet again, settling back and buckling up. “Thanks for coming back, Dylan. I’m not on my mom’s insurance, and that babe refuses to let me drive without her in the car. It sucks.” “Not a problem. Is that her?” Dylan asked, craning his neck to Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Thirteen

Dylan drove us to Guido’s, a fairly inexpensive restaurant that specialized in Italian food. The outside of the restaurant wasn’t much, just a long green awning and a couple of neat shrubs lining the front walkway. There was a small white fountain set to the left of the entrance that Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Twelve

I still didn’t crave to hit the showers with the guys, even though Dylan had officially declared himself to be my boyfriend – actually, I didn’t desire to shower with ’em greater amount than ever, ‘cuz of Dylan’s and my new relationship. I didn’t trust my body not to betray Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Eleven

I hadn’t forgotten about Billy. I was still angry, still hurt, although being with Dylan had helped a lot. At least, no matter what happened, for the time being I wasn’t alone. When Dylan had dropped me off at my house, he’d kissed me afresh. It was quick that time Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Ten

I walked out of Billy’s room in a daze, wandering down the hallway. I didn’t know where I was going, didn’t really see everything except the embarrassed photos flickered in my head. HIV. The letters kept flashing in my mind’s eye in blood-red neon letters. I didn’t know anyone who Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Nine

I phoned Mom, first thing. I called the diner and got Hank, the owner on the phone. I explained that it was an emergency, and heard him call for my mama. “Tyler? Are you ok? What’s wrong?” mom sounded panic-stricken. I at no time called the diner unless it was Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Eight

“Do you know where this chap works?” Dylan asked as we entered the store. I hadn’t expected him to come in with me, but was glad this guy had. I was hurting, distracted by worry for Billy, and grateful not to be alone. “Yeah, in the paint department,” I answered, Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Seven

It was a little past four in the morning when the front door slammed shut and heavy footsteps stomped down the hallway. I came awake suddenly, startled out of a unfathomable sleep by the noise, popping up in my bed like one of my preferred breakfast foods. Doug was home, Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Six

I rolled out of couch Saturday morning and swung my legs to the floor, staring bleary eyed at the disaster area greater quantity commonly known as my room. I’d always freely admitted that I wasn’t the neatest person on the planet, but I don’t think I’d realized exactly how much Read more…

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Changing Tyler-Chapter Five

When I reached the library, Dylan was sitting at a petite table near the back of the room, legs stretched underneath, feet planted on the seat of the chair across from him. this chab was looking down, picking at his nails, obviously bored out of his mind. There were no Read more…

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