Category: Z.A. Maxfield

Z.A. Maxfield

Tristan started the car, pulling carefully out onto the street now that the snow had begun to fall.”You seemed so happy this last quarter,” P.K. prompted.”I was. I fell in love.””And?””It didn’t work out–isn’t working out.” Tristan shook his head. “I’m not ready.””Ah,” said P.K. They drove the rest of the way in silence. Tristan thought then that he was lucky; Jonathon and Daniel didn’t know how to value a silence, but P.K. made it comfortable. He was glad he was here with P.K. and not alone in the unbearable silence of snow.

Z.A. Maxfield

Ken brought my hand to his lips and kissed it. I’d been paying so much attention to Ken, I didn’t know what happened during the game. I don’t think anyone cared too much what the outcome was after Ken’s at bat.”Do you know who won?” I asked Cooper, who automatically translated into sign language for Shawn.Shawn laughed his odd laugh and signed something back. He looked at Ken, who had an arm wrapped possessively around my waist.Cooper grinned. “Shawn says it looks like you did, Jordie.