The guys continue to visit Riverside.

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He was falling, falling, he couldn’t catch his breath, why…

“Jim, Jim.”

He was being shaken. So hard. Tears burned his eyes.

“Stop, you’re hurting me!”

“Jim, darling, please.”

Suddenly he gasped for breath and sat up straight. Hands were on his back and chest as he heaved for air.

“That is it, love. Breathe, that’s it.”

“Spock? Spock?”

“Yes, Jim, yes.”

Tears streamed down his face. Spock’s thumb wiped at him.

“A bad one?”


Spock pulled him close. “I will never let anyone or anything harm you. What did you dream? Not the monsters on Delta again?”

“No, honey, nothing like that.  Frank. Him throwing me out a window. Him shaking me until my teeth rattled for breaking a glass.  Think it’s probably being in this house, ya know?”

Spock was quiet for a while. “And you are sure he is no more?”

Jim looked at him quizzically. “Why?”

“I wish to kill him.”

“Someone did that a long time ago. Not long after Mom kicked him to the curb. He was an asshole who never did know when to keep his mouth shut.” He grabbed Spock’s hand. “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I could never be anywhere else. I will follow you to the ends of the universe.”

Jim kissed him. “Right now, just follow me to breakfast.”

He was delighted when Spock laughed. He always loved to be surprised by his Vulcan.

“You’re amazing. And I smell waffles.”

You will see these guys one more time on Friday to wrap up June.

I already have 5 of the expected 9 Christmas in July’s scheduled. You can expect those Wednesdays and Fridays in July.