Date: Sun, 26 Mar 2017 17:49:22 +0000
From: Danny writing <danny2017writing@outlook.com>
Subject: Even If We Tried - Chapter 5

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In The Last Chapter: Sam struck up the courage to find out
Austin's address and cycle to his home. He also came out to
his friend Nash, which hinted that Nash maybe Bi-sexual and
last but not least he was deadest on finding the sender of
that nasty text message that outed Austin.


Even If We Tried - Part 5

The downpour outside Austin's house roared as the skies opened
up above and the heavy shower soon turned into a cloudburst of
small hail.

I felt a small burning sensation in my shoes as they were
drenched like the rest of me and partly damp, every time I
took a step they squelched.

Austin's house was grand, it was very modern and very sleek.
The front hall had two leading rooms off to the side, one to
the right and one to left. Through a door on the right lay the
study which had a large wooden gothic desk. The back of the
room behind the desk was filled to the brim with books, while
on the left there was a family room that had two large cream
sofas and small coffee tables beside each seat. Looking ahead
I followed Austin down the main hall that had the coffee
coated walls and black tiled floor. While I was following him,
my thoughts crept in like they always had. Did I really just
do what I thought I had done. I asked myself. I was here in
Austin's home. I actually initiated the kiss, this time. Did
he like it. Was it too fast, was it to wet, was it to hard or
to soft. Most importantly did he want me to really kiss him.
I still held the towel he had given me which was slightly damp
in my hands. I didn't quite know what to do with it other than
hold it because by the time, we reached the end of the hall,
light flooded the imitate area. Standing now in the centre of
his family home. I felt like I was rich for some reason, I
don't quite know why, but I just did. His sitting room,
dropped down three steps from the raised platform where we
stood. Doing so the Cali boy shuffled down the stairs in a
happy go lucky way and turned around to look at me as he
licked his lips and waited for my response with a small smile.

"Well" He said in a soft voice.

"Well" I said. "Its bigger than the gym." 'That's all I could
think of at a moment like this I thought to myself. The Gym.'

The ceiling of this room could have easily been the height of
the house. The kitchen could be seen on the left up a set of
stairs and the dining room was right next to it, with an
archway that could be used to enter both rooms. On the far
side, there was a Tv mounted to a solid stone wall that over
looked the L-shaped couch that was in the middle of the room.
Upon looking up I came to notice that the stone wall appeared
to be a small landing area above, and it was accessed by a
stairwell at the side.
The natural light came flooding in from the large windows that
went as high as the ceiling directly in the middle of the room
and gave a breath taking view of the lake. I could still see
it was raining outside but it had become less violent at this
point in time.

Following Austin, he walked in front of the L-shaped couch and
started climbing the stairs at the side, doing so I followed
him but stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

'My first thought was that I did not want to dirty the beige
carpet since I was both wet and probably had mucky shoes.

"Austin" I called to him. Just like that he turned around as
he was in the middle of the stairs holding onto the wooden
banisters.

"Sam," He said in a gentle but mischievous voice.

"I'm all wet. I'll dirty the stairs and carpet if I go up." I
said innocently enough.

He smiled and sarcastically and said "Then take your clothes
off."

'What my mind said. Did I hear that right? He can't be
serious. I'm not ready, was the first thought that went
through my head. I was relieved to say the least when he broke
into a grin and started to smile. It was at that moment that I
knew he was fucking with me.

"Just come on" He said in a sort of a playful sigh.

'Thinking of the mess I'd make going up I decided to just take
of my shoes, and left them at the bottom of the stairs.
Once I had removed my shoes I joined Austin as we both climbed
the staircase and navigated down a small corridor until he
reached a door and pushed it open.

"bienvenida" He said.

'Wait, what did he just say. I questioned the moment I noticed
he had said something in a different language. I said back to
him.'

"Eh..., Me Speak English. No understand."

That's when he smiled at the statement, god I could swear he
was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. Even in a dark
hallway with only a small proportion of daylight coming
through the opening of the door. I had to wonder. How did
people this beautiful get walked and trampled all over.
I became a little nervous when I locked eyes on him.
Neither of us blinked as I felt time slow down.

"Welcome, it means welcome." Austin stuttered as he bashfully
smiled.

Waltzing in behind him, he proudly stood beside his double
bed. His room was quite plain. He had the basics in the room
which consisted of, the actual bed, his Tv, which was mounted
on the wall in front of the bed. There also was a guitar in
one corner of his room beside the bed, and on the far side
there was two beanbags on top of a colourful rug.

He started to smile at me for some unknown reason, maybe it
was because I was actually standing in his room or maybe not.
All I knew is that he was looking at me in a weird way, but It
wasn't intentional. It was almost as if he was admiring me or
respecting me decision, regardless of what people thought.

"I should get you some clothes before you freeze to death." He
bashfully said before he opened up his large built in
wardrobes and rummaged for a few seconds. I could not see him
since the door consumed him behind it. I heard the scraping of
hangers as he rearranged him wardrobe.

"You can take a seat if you want" He said with a muffled
sounding tone to it.

Doing so, I slowly walked the small distance to his bed. I
could feel the softness of his carpeted floor beneath my feet
that my damp socks clung to, and the warmth the house
naturally provided.

Sitting gently on the bed, I clenched my hands closed since
the tops of all my fingers were a little numb with the cold.
I could see him rummaging through his ridiculous amount of
clothes, as I tried to get some feeling back into my fingers.
I dropped the towel I was holding on the floor beside the bed
and looked around his room some more. There was a photo of him
and an older looking boy on his bedside stand, along with some
photos with groups of people. I just assumed it was his
family, one face did stick out to me though. It was a girl,
the girl that was at the house party, that Austin was talking
to. Who was she I found myself thinking.

"Hey" Austin said from behind me in a very soft voice.

Turning around to face him, he stood with a couple of pairs of
sweaters, jeans and other various clothing options.

"You can pick whatever you want from those. My mom want kill
me if I gave them away." He casually said with a warm smile.

'Gave them away.' I thought, was he saying I could keep the
clothes I choose. I felt like it wasn't my place to accept
charity. But I was cold and wet and well in need of clothes,
so I started to sift through what he had offered to give to
me. While I looked through the clothes, Austin turned back to
the wardrobe and started rummaging again.

Moving the layers of clothes around, I decided with a cream
hoodie and blue jeans. I hadn't bothered to check who the
maker of the clothes was, because just then Austin turned
around and handed me a pair of American Eagle underwear and
socks. "Ralph Lauren." He said with a smirk. "You have good
taste."

"Who." I kind of said with a hint of embarrassment, that I had
no idea who he was talking about.

"The Maker of the hoodie." He said with nonchalant tone.

"Oh really." I said with still no idea of who he was talking
about. I decided to drop the question of how much he bought
the hoodie for and when he said $98 dollars, I almost chocked.
I felt insecure for a moment, he's giving me something
expensive, like it's not a big deal I thought quietly to
myself.

"I don't think I can take this, it's very expensive." I said
to him with a sorry tone. It was almost bordering on
apologetic.

"It's okay, I want you to have it." He said gently as he
rubbed his inner arm softly. Giving him a nod, I started to
pull off my wet t-shirt and zip hoodie. I dropped them on the
floor and picked up the towel to continued drying myself.

Austin just looked at me as I did him, and I dried the
remaining dampness from my torso. Nothing was said only
glances. That's when I picked up the t-shirt and the new dry
hoodie he had given me. Once I had the top half of me dressed
I started to unbuckle my belt. I became aware of Austin who
was still in the room. I didn't want to stand in my underwear
in front of him. I felt that I didn't have the voice though to
ask him for privacy, but I didn't have to saying anything
because he must have sensed it and decided to say what was
really on my mind for me.

"I'll give you some privacy." With a nod, he headed outside
and I finished getting dressed and called him back in when I
was finished.

Sitting on the beanbags that were beside his bed we both
talked for a little while. I learned that the photograph of
the older boy and himself on the locker was his older brother
who died to cancer in 2012.
'I had to admit, it wasn't something I would have expected to
hear and I offered my apologies to him when he told me about
it. I didn't really know what else to say. I guess anytime
someone has bad news like that I just shut down emotionally.
It wasn't if I was aloof or anything, I just truly had no idea
how to comfort someone that way. After the conversation
progressed I learned that the girl in the photos, I had seen
at the party, was his sister. He had told her about me. I
blushed at that statement, but when I asked him "what about?"
he didn't specify. He left it a mystery. The hour or so passed
very quickly and I was fully engaged with what he was talking
about. I felt close to him, and we both talked a little bit
about his past more so than mine.

Austin became a little quite as the conversation dwindled and
we ran out of thing to talk about, and just sat on the
opposite beanbag as he remained quiet. He smiled over at me
occasionally before he scooted over nearer to me.

He leaned forward to me like we had done for the game of spin
the bottle at Nash's party. "Sam..." He said as he looked away
at the wall and his face became red. Just like that he turned
back to me and pressed his lips against mine and started to
kiss me. Just like that I had no time to react like the other
times before, but this time I started to return his kissing. I
started to get into the mood as we kept kissing. I felt him
breech my lips and slip his tongue into my mouth, but I didn't
stop him because I let him take control. It was wet and it was
nice, I didn't know how to describe the kiss but it was a
little sloppy. We kissed for at least a minute, maximum two.
That's when I felt his hand feel around the small space
between our torsos and was enjoying the feeling he was giving
me, until he reached for my belt and started fiddle with it to
get it to open. I felt uncomfortable and I wasn't ready to
progress any further so I push him off me.

"I can't." I said as I wiped my mouth.

He looked a little hurt, but more than hurt he looked sorry
for having done it. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry." He
stuttered.

Unsure of my emotions, I assured him that it was okay.
I thought that I should have been getting home, before mom got
home. Deciding that I should head off, because it would take a
while to cycle home I decided that I should be on my way.

"I've got to go Austin; my mom will be home soon. I offered
with a smile and drew him into a hug to seal the deal.
I wanted to make sure that what he had done was not that big
of a deal and that I didn't holed anything against him.
Walking back through his house I asked when he wanted his
clothes back. He said again that I could have them, on the way
I picked up my shoes and before long we stood back at the
front door.

"Well... I'll see you around" He said as I reached for the door
handle."

"Yeah, I'll see you around too" I offered back.

Just like that when I opened the door, the girl from the party
stood holding keys out as if she was about to unlock the door.
Clenching a brown paper bag in one of her arms she looked a
little shocked for a moment, that was until a tall red head
woman joined the girl at the door, also holding onto two bags.

"Oh hello, Who's this." The woman said with a crooked smile as
she took her sunglasses off to see me better. In doing so she
nearly dropped one the brown bags but caught it before it
happened.

I looked over at Austin for answers. He looked from his mom to
me and then back at the two outside the door. Just like that
Austin said calmly.

"Mom this is Sam, He's my friend from school."

Sighing a little on the inside, I seen the woman smile at me,
before she said "Well it's a pleasure to me you, young man."
Smiling back at her she barged in the door with the sister in
pursuit. "Boys can you get the bags from the car" His mother
shouted in a slightly raised voice as she disappeared off down
the hallway.

Doing so the both of us walked the small distance to the car
port, where there was now a new car in the driveway. It was a
white Land Rover Evoque. Wow was all I could say as I follow
Austin to the car. He went around to the open boot and just
like that he reached into the car and pulled out two bags.
Doing the same I clenched onto two of the paper bags and
followed behind Austin. When we got to the front door his mom
came back outside to get the remaining bags as we went to the
kitchen and placed them on the countertop for her to sort out.

For the second-time Austin started to walk me towards the door
as his mother was coming in from the car.
"Thanks boys." She said "Please do come back Sam" She added
with a smile. Finally, we had escaped the eyes of the public,
and with that I walked towards my bike.

He followed me, closely behind, not leaving much of a distance
between the two of us. He was what you could almost relate to
a lost puppy. But I oddly found it cute in a way. He was eager
to be near me. Taking my BMX handlebar, I lifted it away from
the manmade flower bed and walked towards the end of the
driveway with Austin. Everything was quiet and not much was
said, the only sounds that came close to a conversation was
the gravel crunching under our feet and the clicking sound of
the chain going forward on my bike. I was enjoying his company
for that short couple of seconds, more so than I had ever
enjoyed any bodies company in my life.

As we walked, Austin cleared his throat and said "Thanks for
yesterday." I stopped walking and looked at him as we came to
the mailbox at the top of his driveway. Shrugging the
compliment off, I felt a warm feeling inside my tummy and I
felt happy that he said thank you.

"Your welcome...," I offered "It was nothing though."

He turned his torso towards me, while I still clung onto the
handlebar of my bike. The moment seemed to have slowed yet
again. I felt my heart jumping about in my chest and my
breathing start to accelerate. Throwing my left leg over the
bike I pressed down on the peddle and readied myself to start
peddling.

"It was nothing." I clarified again with a confident tone.

He smiled slightly as the sun beamed into to his face and
closed one of his eyes. Reaching out he took my right shoulder
in his soft and small hand. Applying a little pressure, to
show appreciation, he said "It meant something to me."

I felt myself starting to blush, and my defence shield was on
its way out as he made that cute, but really sweet compliment.
I smiled back at him and said "I better go." He nodded his
head with what I had said, as he moved position to get out of
the beaming sun.

I was about to start peddling, when I had a sudden
realisation. Dropping my feet to the ground I turned back to
Austin who was standing in the same spot with an appreciative
smile. "Everything okay," he asked the moment I turned around
to him.

"Yeah..." I almost drooled out. I think I was defiantly in love,
but I did not know how to pursue this new feeling.
Drawing in an exaggerated breath and letting out a confident
sigh. I asked with a hint of nervousness to my voice as I felt
a surge of the feeling take over me.

"Can I... Eh, have your phone number." I waited for his
response, in what felt like eternity. I squinted slightly
looking through the golden haze as the sun blinded me slightly
from the position I was in. I felt relieve when I seen him dig
into his pocket and pull out his phone and walk towards me a
little.

"What's your number." He anxiously asked.

"509-239-6746" I said as I watched him type in the digits into
his IPhone. A moment later I felt my phone ringing in my
pocket. Fishing it out of the jeans he had given me. I waited
for him to hang up before I saved the number as a new contact.

"Added" I said with a hint of enthusiasm. Giving me a nod he
took a step back down driveway and gave me a small wave,
before he turned around and started walking back towards the
house.

I felt myself wishing, that he would turn around and look
back. But he didn't as long as I wishing. I felt my phone buzz
for the second time in the matter of minutes, that it caught
me of guard. Looking down at my phone that was still in my
hand, I seen the notification on the lock screen from Ethan.
'He asked if I was home, and if I was, did I want to play
online with him.' Unlocking my phone I went to the message and
was about to reply, but I felt that it would be better if I
sent him back a message when I got home. Deciding that was the
way to go I placed my phone back in my pocket and look back
towards the driveway. To my surprise, Austin had just reached
the end of the driveway, when I looked up. 'Did he really take
that long to walk the dirt road, or did he delay?
I felt my wish come through when he turned to look back to see
if I was still there. I was happy that he looked back, when he
did. What if I had left, I would have missed his second wave.
I found myself beginning to smile as I watched him open his
front door and close it behind him.

Breathing in the petrichor aroma, I found myself smiling and
gazing up at the sky. I peddled away from Austin's home,
towards home. I felt like it was the shortest journey I had
ever taken. Weaving in and out of the double lines along the
lakeside roads. I quickly hit the main primary road back into
Spokane Valley and arrived at my doorstep.

Pushing my bike down the side entrance to my house, I placed
it back in the shed as if nothing ever happened. Just like
always my sister asked a million and one questions when I
walked through the patio doors into the kitchen. I was
relieved that mom was not home yet and I could still slip out
of the clothes Austin had given me, as to not rouse suspicion.
My sister was clued in on the details however when I arrived
home. "Whose clothes are they." Was one of the question. I
told her the truth that they were some friends clothes and
that I had gotten wet, while I was cycling to their house."
She seemed to have accepted that answer because she didn't
bother prying any further. I felt myself questioning a
particular question. What would Austin do with my clothes that
I left at his house?
I should have taken them with me, but with all the
distractions, it had completely bypassed my train of thought.

Climbing the stairs to my bedroom, I changed out of the
clothes Austin had given me and hid them amongst the lairs of
the clothing I had in my wardrobe. I was secretly hoping that
my mom would not find them. I stood now in the underwear and
socks that Austin as given me and it made me wonder did he
ever wear the pair that I had on me. I found myself feeling a
familiar feeling in my lower region and quickly just changed
the garments and started my homework, which was finished by 7
pm. Having a late dinner at 7:30, with my mom and Lauren. We
all did our own separate things after the washing up was taken
care of. Lauran sat in the kitchen talking on skype, while my
mom watched Tv in the living room, and I went back to my room.

I found my phone and send Ethan a message back to let him know
that I would play an online game with him. Within minutes he
had sent me back a reply and we both agreed with Battlefield
1.

Taking the disc out of the case, I shoved it into the
mechanical port of the PS4, and the disc tray took the Blu-ray
disc hungrily. I clicked on the small widget for the game on
the PlayStation home screen and the game launched. Navigating
my way to the multiplayer menu. I added Ethan to a party from
the home screen so that I could talk to him through my headset
and pressed begin on the multiplayer option for the game.

After a couple of seconds of loading screens, me and Ethan
were thrown into a world, and started to co-op with a couple
of other friends. Laughing and swearing was heard, as the
adrenaline rush kicked in for all of us. Although it was fun
for the most part of it, I soon started to grow a little board
as we competed in various multiplayer maps. I resorted to
camping to gain a little amusement out of my new profound
boredom. I would wait for one of my team member or just anyone
in a blind spot and snipe them when I seen them coming. This
ended up riling up a couple of my friends and they soon left
one by one, just leaving me and Ethan in the game to clear the
objectives.

Another level came and went and I started to troll Ethan.
Hiding in a blind spot I snipped him and watched as his avatar
fell to the ground. I felt a moment of giddiness excite me.
That was until Ethan said out of frustration "What was that
for?"

I had no comprehension of what I was doing, I was just board,
so with that I just said "I'm bored."

Ethan was cool with the statement and as always, he referred
back to my answer with his happy go lucky vibe.

"Then what do you want to do" He asked with a giddy vibe to
it.

Thinking for a moment I thought about the survival mode on the
game. "I don't know." I said with a least enthusiastic tone.
Drawing up my conclusion I said "How about survival." Ethan
was easy to get on with and he happily obliged as he went
about launching the new session. Once the new session had
started. We both played survival with the Artificial
Intelligent characters the game offered.  Since It was just
the both of us left in the party chat room Ethan broke the
silence after about five minutes.

"So, how come you went home early yesterday?" He asked out of
curiosity. Being off guard and unsure how to answer. He said
"Well." to insist, when I didn't bother to answer him.

"I didn't feel good." I stated. I had hoped that would have
covered the entire question. but when he asked "Oh how come?"

I felt like I had walked myself into a conversation trap that
I could not talk myself out of. Deciding for the first time to
tell a moment of truth, I went with what was really on my
mind. I knew it was a risky move. But I felt it was right to
tell Ethan at least.

Stating sadly, I said "I think I outed Austin, and I didn't
mean to."

There was a brief moment of silence as I heard the shooting
from the game, just then Ethans avatar died. "Emm he's the
talk of the school dude. He's toast." He said almost to
merrily for my liking.

Unsure of what he meant I asked for clarification, as I felt
my throat becoming dry.
"What do you mean."

Just like that Ethan said again in a merry tone. "I guarantee
people will smack him around a little." I defiantly felt more
horrible now.

"Dude you're not helping, It's my fault. I'm sure it won't
come to that." I protested, I felt myself welling up. but I
defiantly didn't want Ethan to know that I was on the verge of
crying again.

I could hear him starting to eat what, sounded like popcorn,
from the blunt crunching sound that was accompanied with each
bite, when he bit down on the popcorn.
He coughed a little and then bragged, "Man, why do you care?
It's not our problem."

I felt like my opinion had been shot down for a moment. I
didn't want to continue discussing this situation with Ethan
anymore now. All I could offer to his opinion was "hmm... I
guess."

He became lively all of sudden and mocked down the headset.

"Gross dude, I can almost feel your boner from here."

I felt myself redden in the face and my cheeks become hot.
"Shut up." I let out in a helpless cry of embarrassment.

He then returned to his normal style of communicating with me
and dropped everything that we had been talking about, which I
was happy that he had done.

"Do you want to go local and terrorize smaller level players."
He asked.

With an agreement reached the both of us continued on gaming,
not bothering to mention any more about Austin. We played
close till 11:30 pm, until my mom came in to check on me and
see if I was heading to bed. Doing so I said goodnight to
Ethan and got ready for bed.

***

With it now being Friday, I felt a sense of relieve that my
birthday was tomorrow, I'd finally be fourteen. Born on the
25th of March 2003, I felt it was about time to step up my
maturity. I got ready for school like I had always done, day
in day out. I headed to school, which passed much fast than
what I had expected it to be. Austin still was not in school,
so to break the ice at lunchtime I sent him a message. I
wanted to invite him to my party. So, I did. I gave him my
address and the time of the party, by the end of the school
day he said that he would come along for a little bit, that
was all the news I needed to make me feel like I was walking
on air.

Ethan and myself decided to try out for this year's lacrosse
and baseball, like previous years. only this time the both of
us wanted to be on the same Baseball team. Changing in the
locker rooms into a pair of tracksuit bottoms so that we could
do the sports, we headed out to show people what we had to
offer.

After playing a bit of lacrosse, I tiredly made my way with
Ethan to the Baseball try-outs. It was all find and dandy and
the both sports went off without a hitch. Before we left for
the small walk into town, the coaches said that they were
looking for new talent and that they would let us know next
week sometime, of their final decision. Of course, they said
that they would have to meet with our parents first to confirm
that they wanted us to play for the session.

Myself and Ethan walked the small distance into the town
centre. The both of us agreed on getting ice-cream. Sure,
enough a couple of minutes later we were queuing up for the
ice-cream. The que moved quite fast to say the least, and sure
enough we had our ice-creams. I had gotten a plain ice-cream
with just red syrup on it and Ethan had a large ice-cream with
sprinkles, a flake and red and blue syrup coating it. I found
myself criticising him. God he's a pig. Yet he's also so lucky
that he never gains any weight from the amount of crap he ate.

Walking and talking about our day at school, the both of us
seemed to be content and sound in our conversation. Walking
back towards the school, which is usually were we parted ways,
we ate or ice-cream and enjoyed the sun on our backs.

Arriving at the school, I seen Austin coming from the front
door, as the Land Rover I had seen at his house was parked at
the curb. He smiled and waved at the both of us. Ethan had not
seen him yet, but when I waved Ethan then seen him. Ethan gave
me a funny look as Austin hopped into the car and put on his
seatbelt. Shortly after the car started to pull away from the
curb with the indicator on and drove off down the block.

"What?" I asked with a sincerity to my voice.

"Nothing." Ethan sternly said as he talked into himself.

With that both of us said that we'd see each other tomorrow at
the party and parted ways. On the walk, home I felt distracted
by the interaction with Austin, Myself and Ethan. Ethan seemed
to have been distant or critical when I waved on Austin. Was
he really like the rest of the school, my best friend of at
least ten years. Was he a bully I found myself questioning?

I hoped not.


Walking up the driveway of my house my phone vibrated in my
sweater pocket. I pulled it out and clicked on the source for
the notification. The message was from Blake, my friend at
school.

'He said, we needed to chat. I believe I have the sender of
the text message.' and with that I closed the front door to my
house quietly and sat down at the table in the kitchen.
Staring blankly at the text in front of me. The phone sat on
the kitchen table. I thought about who the sender could have
been.

When I felt, I was ready to find out I plucked it up and
clicked on the small icon at the top of the message and
pressed the call button. I waited patiently as the dial tone
called out and then Blake answered.

"Tell me it's not someone I know." I asked him, as he drew in
a breath and started to tell me who the sender really was.

I listened closely as he explained everything he knew.


The End of Part 5

If you've made it this far, thank you for reading. Please
comments are welcome. I'd love to hear what people do think.
I'd be grateful to hear an acknowledgment that people are
reading my stories, thanks again.

If you wish to read my first story it's called Spring-Tide

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Stay tuned for the next instalment, I feel a connection to
this story. So, this could be a good Novella in the long run
if you bear with me.

The Next Chapter, will be taking place on the events
surrounding Sam's birthday.