My father, probably breaking the speed limits in Mexico or Columbia this minute,
My brother, haven't seen him since I saw my first pair of breasts, that being aged 11,
My mother, a depressed drug addict dealing with a break up from 15 years ago,
My family in general, completely and utterly fucked from day one.
James Daleo had been told from a young age if he did any good for America, he would be dishonoring his family. Hold on, I'm paraphrasing, he was told those words ways in a more harsh way.
Every bad thing that happened in his life, whether it was spilling coffee or his mother dealing from a drug addiction, he blamed it on his godforsaken Father.
Fifteen years of wanting a way to spit right in the face of his rules, he may have just found one.
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
*****
It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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