An Excerpt from the sequel to Alleys and Broken Dreams: Going Home

“Hello?” Don ran a hand over his face; his stubble made a slight scraping noise in the silence. On the other end of the phone he could hear someone breathing, a whistling sort of inhale and a stuttering exhale and the sound of traffic in the background. He thought maybe someone had stolen Stephen’s phone and was having a little bit of fun with his contact list but before hanging up he gave it another try. “Hello?”

“I’m gay;” Stephen stated bluntly. Don had suspected as much for a while but it made no difference to him. Stephen was trying to quit smoking but Don could hear the unmistakable sound of someone exhaling a drag. “It’s Stephen by the way.”

“Yeah, I know; thanks for the heads up;” Don responded sleepily. “But its three o’clock and I think that PSA could’ve waited til morning. If you’re looking for some friendly advice for erections lasting more than four hours you should see a doctor and stay out of your dad’s Viagra.”

“Jesus Christ! That’s not why I’m calling; Ahole.” Stephen snorted then started coughing; the coughing was interspersed with curses. When he spoke again his voice was laden with pain. “Don’t make me laugh; I need help. I feel horrible for calling but I don’t know who else to call.”

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Published by: Kawanee Hamilton

Kawanee was born in Alexandria Louisiana but her first real memories are of Russellville Arkansas. She's always loved to read, and has always had an vivid imagination. She grew up in a house where almost everyone read, they didn't need a TV although she could still be found planted on her butt in front of her grandma's TV watching cartoons on Saturday mornings. She made up her first story with her mother when her cat died; it was about where pets go when they die. She continued to create stories from bad dreams she had and her dad would help her change nightmares to stories. They would sit up in a chair until the scary went away. He told her that: "Dreams, good or bad, are just stories your mind makes up. You are the author of your dreams; if you don't like them rewrite them. " She was hooked and has continued to read and write stories drawing from dreams, sights and just pure imagination. She just recently decided she'd like to try and get published and fail than wonder what if. Her story continues but where it goes from here is up to you, the Reader... She hopes you'll join her in finding out where her journey goes from here!

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