The connection was instantaneous.
Mere moments after Milo Graham’s family relocates to Cape Cod, he meets Andrew Witherell—launching a lifelong friendship built on a foundation of deep bonds, secret forts, and plans for the future. When Milo is called home from college to attend his domineering father’s funeral, he and Andrew finally act on their mutual attraction. But doubtful of his worth, Milo severs all ties with his childhood friend. Years later, the men find themselves home again, and their long-held feelings will not be denied. But will they have what it takes to find lasting love?
This book. Oh my word this book is amazing. You sit there and just feel all of the ups and downs Milo and Andrew go through. Their story is truly one where they are soul mates. They love each other from such a young age when Andrew becomes Milo’s safe haven. But the pain they have to endure over the years is so heart breaking, but at the same time, completely necessary for their growth. The emotions are so amazingly well written and you just get lost in the story and feel everything they do.
Milo had such an amazing capacity to grow and love. It may take him lots of years and large quantities of therapy. But he grows into this man with a huge heart that knows what he wants. Andrew thinks he’s figured it out by the time Milo comes back into his life. Sadly, he’s just fooling himself.
I loved how some of the things that were important to them as kids, like the fort and Andrew’s way of guiding their way, are just as important as they get older. Showing those pieces as both Milo and Andrew grew brought home their importance in the story. I loved how the constellations was mentioned at the very end. It brought the entire story full circle.
I was worried there was going to be cheating towards the end of the story. I was quite happy with the way things turned out in the end. The epilogue though was absolutely perfect. Getting that last glimpse at the life these two built five or six years later was the best kind of ending. It was exactly what I wanted to be able to see their happily ever after.
I’ve come to love the fabulous storytelling from Ms. Sierra. I hope she continues to write because I will definitely continue to read her stories. She grabs you from the first page and won’t let you go until the story is over.
Andrew is kind enough to stop by to give us a list of things he will never do again.
I, Andrew Witherell, hereby swear to never try the following things again:
Skydiving: It had been on my bucket list for years; I imagined the thrill of facing down that fight or flight instinct of self preservation, the rush of the wind, euphoria when landing. Instead I almost ran away, vomited, and embarrassingly, cried for a good half hour after. Never again. I have no idea what I was thinking.
Skinny dipping: Okay, so it was fun when I did it. But that was with friends. Which was kind of weird after because, you know, Sarah’s boobs. I can’t ever erase that. Plus, Milo was there. All naked in his Milo glory. As much as I tried to be respectful and not look…can I stress that he was naked? It’s so hard to hide a hard on when you’re naked too.
A threesome: So, confession: I never really got all the way to the threesome part. At least not the nitty gritty. But it was college, I was experimenting, and it seemed like a hot idea. But it was so awkward. Who to kiss when? Someone was always left out or hovering (hint, me). There were too many clothes to take off of everyone. To be honest, it was just too hard to get lost in the moment and get out of my head which is what I was looking for.
Snowshoeing: I know. Look at me. There is nothing about me that says “rugged outdoorsy type”. Sure I love to be outside. On the beach. In the ocean. Not floundering around in the snow hoping not to die of hypothermia with a broken leg. Do you have any idea how much you sweat doing this? Or maybe it was just me. I’m a stunning example of a naturally thin man who really abhors working out. Being sweaty and freezing at the same time while panting for breath…not my thing.
Eating that incredibly spicy tofu thing from Mission Thai in Baltimore: My tongue is still recovering. I might require therapy. Remind me, should anyone ever dare me to try a spicy dish (Ted, I’m looking at you), or pay me, bribe me, or blackmail me…no. You can leak those nudes man. It’s not happening.
Andrew gladly lets Milo drive his car; he hates driving, especially when he can play radio DJ and watch the scenery go by. He looks at Milo: the way the fading light before dusk changes the tone of his skin; the way the muscles of his arms stand out and his lips curl as he sings along, awfully, to the radio. Milo smiles at him and Andrew flashes a brief one back, wonders how obvious he’s being, and looks back out the window at the slipping sand that spills onto the road and the ramshackle businesses along the road.
“So what got this bee in your bonnet?” he asks suddenly.
Milo shrugs. “You sound like my grandma.”
“Awesome; I like her. Let’s focus.”
“So… okay.” Milo clears his throat and his fingers tighten on the wheel. “I um, think I have something to tell you. But I’m—”
“Is everything okay?” Andrew interrupts, scanning his memory for any signs of additional distress Milo might have displayed in the last few months.
“Yeah. Well. I mean, um… whatever. But I—”
“What? You’re worrying me.”
Milo sighs and pulls into the parking lot of a restaurant with a giant crab on the roof. “I can’t do this and drive.”
“Okay,” Andrew says slowly, then unbuckles his belt and turns to face him. Milo’s face is a little drawn.
“So, I think I might be gay,” Milo blurts. “I mean, I know. I know I am.”
There’s a full minute of silence in the car while Andrew tries to work the words out. Static screeches in his ears, fleetingly numbing his reaction. Focus. He has a few seconds to control his face, to tamp down that sprout of irrational hope seeding despite the chaos, and be ultimately supportive.
“Um.” Andrew licks his lips and tries to pull himself together. That seedling wants to grow into something bigger, and he can’t let it. He looks at Milo’s face, which has morphed into something more vulnerable and worried. Hope is a hollow bell in his chest, ringing loud and dissonant; he wants to vibrate out of his skin with the inappropriateness of his own reactions. This is about Milo, not him. “You aren’t worried that I’m mad or something, are you?” he manages to say.
“I don’t know. Um, your face is doing… a thing,” Milo replies.
Reflexively Andrew puts his hands to his cheeks. His fingers are cold. Okay, so he definitely doesn’t have his face under control. “No, I… wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.” Andrew’s brain, sometimes faster than his mouth, is careening backward. “Maybe I should have had a clue.”
“Well, for starters, you kissed me back.”
Jude Sierra began her writing career at the age of eight when she immortalized her summer vacation with ten entries in a row that read “pool+tv.” She first began writing poetry as a child in her home country of Brazil, and is still a student of the form.
As a sucker for happy endings and well-written emotional arcs and characters, Jude is an unapologetic bookaholic. She finds bookstores and libraries unbearably sexy and, to her husband’s dismay, is attempting to create her own in their living room. She is a writer of many things that hope to find their way out of the sanctuary of her hard drive and many that have found a home in the fanfiction community.
She is currently working on her Master of Arts in Writing and Rhetoric and managing a home filled with her husband, two young sons, and two cats. Her first novel, Hush, was published in 2015 by Interlude Press.
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