Author: Kyra Gregory
Release Date: 10th April 2013
Genre: Family Life/Romance (both M/F and M/M)
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Synopsis: Ellis McGowan, a child psychiatrist, thought he had seen and heard it all, especially with a wife, Jodie, in the same emotionally-draining profession. When the fire and collapse of an Abbey in the vicinity of their home leaves traumatised children of all ages displaced Ellis is ready to help in any way he can. Soon enough, he finds that everything is not as they imagined; more children than what were originally documented escaped from that building, many with no traceable origins and Ellis needs to find out why, prepared to go to great lengths to do so.
Zack and Alex, the eldest known survivors, soon find themselves in an environment radically different from what they are used to. In a warm, inviting household and faced with a real family the two aren't sure how to handle things but are certain they will never be able to tell others what went on in their pasts.
Unwilling to lose all faith in the system, and his profession, Ellis is determined to get answers out of the boys to save them, and the others, from the torture they have been subjected to, even while knowing that the Abbey walls were easier to knock down than the ones that had formed around their hearts.
“Tomorrow is going to be a long day.”
“Why don’t we just tell them to mind their own business?!”
Alex rolled over on his own bed, giving Zack his back and keeping an eye on the door. They remained silent for a few minutes, Alex too drained to continue. “Has this really happened to us?” He eventually asked.
“Has what happened?”
“Have we become so defensive that we cannot even tolerate a kind act?”
“What’s kind about it?” Zack growled. “They just want information out of us!”
“And if they do? So what? You don’t need to tell them anything about you if you don’t want to! And what does it matter what they find? The place is gone, everyone is gone; you’ve already said that yourself!”
“Do you know what they’ll do to us when they find out?” Zack sat up, his entire body rigid as he glared at the other who refused to look at him.
Alex shut his eyes; he didn’t dare think anymore.
“Isn’t this what happened last time? We got an offer of a better life than what we had and it got a lot better didn’t it?” Zack’s words began bleeding sarcasm the more riled up he got. Pain was shooting up his back and he was getting so increasingly frustrated at the other that no pain was deterring him.
“We were seven!”
“So at seventeen don’t you think we should better?” Zack glared at the other boy’s back, “And what is with you all of sudden? All this abrupt positivity like the past ten years didn’t happen; it’s not like you!”
Alex squeezed his eyes shut tightly, a firm feeling fitted into his throat, keeping him from even croaking out the words, “He’s coming.”
There was a firm knock on the door before it opened, Ellis looked from one boy to the other sternly before his features softened, “Is everything alright in here? I thought I heard shouting.”
“We were just talking.” Zack told him.
“Loudly.” Alex added.
“Anything you’d like to share?”
Alex answered before Zack even inhaled to respond, “Not particularly.”
Ellis nodded in acceptance but entered the room a little more, holding up a pile of clothing in his hands before placing it at the foot of Alex’s bed. “Something for you both to sleep in until we can get something in your size.” They seemed surprised as they glanced at him, he didn’t miss it however brief it was. “Come and find us if you need anything.” He went to pull the door shut behind him, “Goodnight, boys.”
When the door closed Zack sat up briskly, taking his t-shirt and jeans off to replace them with the lighter clothing the older man had left them with. He walked over to the other who had not moved at all, pulling the sheets down from underneath his body, “You need to relax; clear your head.” He gripped the other’s shoulder, causing him to groan out of nowhere. He slid into the bed with him, half off it; Alex soon took the hint, rolled over and placed his head on his shoulder, allowing his breathing to regulate finally.
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