When a successful filmmaker is forced to come home for the holidays as her grandma is sick. She has to deal with not just family drama but her old feeling for her first love come back she's left hoping for a Christmas miracle.
When you escape prison you don't offer to come back every Christmas and that sums up how I felt about my hometown it was a private prison and I was here for the holidays. My escape happened six years ago to give the short version, I came out which caused my friends to freak out, my family to lose there minds, and my girlfriend to dump me so people didn't work out she was too, so I took the first flight out and never looked back. Over time things calmed down I spoke to my family and friends a bit over the years but I've never had to step foot in New Hampshire since until the phone call. We'd established boundaries but once I was told granny was sick I knew it was time to come home.
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———————————————————————————— This story has * lgbtq+ themes *homophobia themes *cancer awareness
I'm so dyslexic so sorry for spelling mistakes. Enjoy a Gay story set in time for the Christmas season.
