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Today we have an excerpt from a new book, Safflower, A Tales of Bryant novella. In this snippet we get a peek at our leading man, Luis, as the book opens and he’s pondering on his future and how much he’d love to have someone special to share it with.
Do bear in mind that these snippets are unedited so be kind if you find any mistakes.
This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
Yes, there was time, but I was lonely now. I shook my head to clear it. Love would have to come later for me, that was all. Besides, I had things to focus on other than romance. I had to pass my test. I’d been in the country for five years. Yes, I’d counted it out to the exact date and marked it on my calendar. Once I became a citizen I could do so many things.
I could vote, sponsor my family for green cards if they wished to come to America which they didn’t but I could if they wanted. I’d not be deported, that was huge. Being shipped home was a fear I lived with daily. Also, and maybe the biggest reason, I could get federal help with scholarships and qualify for in-state college tuition. Only US citizens could get that kind of monetary help. And I’d need it if I wished to pursue the dream my grandmother had encouraged me to follow from the time I was old enough to hold a spoon: to be a chef and open a restaurant. That was a secret that I kept hidden deep inside. No point in telling everyone in case it didn’t come true. First things first. Become a citizen then apply to schools in the area.
“Who needs romance?” I asked the room as I ladled out two bowls of soup then sprinkled cubed avocado, chopped cilantro, and crumbled queso fresco on the top of the reddish-orange soup. “Not me. I have the world on my fingertips.” Looking down, I saw that it was goat cheese on my fingers. “Oh well. Cheese makes the world go in circles,” I sighed, wiped my hands on my cute pink and white checkered apron, and carted a tray of soup up to my boss and his intended.
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