Religious intolerance tears apart mother and child in this gripping novel, based on true events.
Jake didn't think his sexuality was a big deal, until it was time to tell his mother, a devout Christian with traditional beliefs. The happiness that once resided in Jake begins to slowly die with every condescending word spewed by his mother, and it doesn't take long before Jake falls completely into a black abyss where recovery is near impossible.
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Chapter I
Fall had chased summer away once again. The ground looked like a multi colored mosaic of things to come and the dead greenery reminded me of what had been killed along with everything else that used to be beautiful in this world. The yellow hues represented a calming, serene outlook on the year ahead. Reds covered the ground like a wounded lake. Come to think of it, there is nothing pleasant about the color red. Aside from the obvious connection to blood, it also meant to stop or that havoc was upon the masses.
The only havoc I foresaw was the first day of junior high.
The girls sprouted breasts and purchased their makeup several months before, and the boys came back with their slender bodies and crew cuts. I hadn’t changed a bit. When I left sixth grade I was considerably a larger person, and I entered my first day of seventh grade tipping the scales at 270, with glasses.
When the powers-that-be make the decision to return a selfish party-girl, Zara, to Earth on three missions of redemption, can romance and mayhem be far behind? One hot and trendy gay nightclub, two bickering angels and three unlikely pairs add up to
Martin Powers wanted an ironing board for Christmas. Instead, he got . . . Matthew Kieler, a non-returnable gift, but a gift that kept on giving. A powerful tale of survival, compassion and unapologetic love in the time of AIDS.
Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
