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    A Broken Cup
    A Broken Cup
    A Broken Cup
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    A Broken Cup

    By Emery C. Walters

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    Funerals are no fun, except, maybe, if cell phones get mixed up. Russell hasn’t seen his now deceased, non-supportive father in years, but his older brother calls him in Hawaii, demanding his appearance at the funeral. But brother Mike warns against displaying any ‘gay stuff’ to his perfect wife and innocent children.

    Recently dumped, Russell isn’t quite with it as he rushes to get ready with help from a new neighbor. So it turns out that the Mike he calls from the airport isn’t his brother but the neighbor’s bisexual ex.

    Countless hi-jinks follow, with family and without. Through it all, sexy ex Mike is right there with Russell. When all is said and done, can Russell make a go with a newly developed family with Mike? What might life be like on the mainland?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJMS Books LLC
    Release dateApr 21, 2018
    ISBN9781634866156
    A Broken Cup
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    Emery C. Walters

    Emery C. Walters was born Carol Forde, a name he soon knew didn’t fit the boy he was inside. Transition was unknown back then, so he married and then bore and raised four children. When his youngest child, his gay son, left home, Emery told Carol that she had to step aside, and he fully transitioned from female to male in 2001.

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      A Broken Cup - Emery C. Walters

      A Broken Cup

      By Emery C. Walters

      Published by JMS Books LLC

      Visit jms-books.com for more information.

      Copyright 2018 Emery C. Walters

      ISBN 9781634866156

      Cover Design: Written Ink Designs | written-ink.com

      Image(s) used under a Standard Royalty-Free License.

      All rights reserved.

      WARNING: This book is not transferable. It is for your own personal use. If it is sold, shared, or given away, it is an infringement of the copyright of this work and violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

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      This book is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It may contain sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which might be considered offensive by some readers. Please store your files where they cannot be accessed by minors.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      Published in the United States of America.

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      A Broken Cup

      By Emery C. Walters

      It wouldn’t have been so bad if Carmel, as he liked to call his bastard self, had died snorkeling, or picking up a cone shell, or falling off a fucking cliff. Yes, I would have felt stabbed in the heart, but I’d have been surrounded by sympathetic friends and enveloped in loving arms. If he’d died of AIDS, I’d have had understanding and condolences, but he had never had anything worse than crabs, and that was a long time before I’d met him. But no, all he’d done was spread rumors about me and make up some huge imaginary mountain out of an imagined slight. And he had taken off with a twenty-two-year-old lady-boy, a katoey, from Thailand.

      So now what I get are phone calls and texts saying, Russell, did you really do that to Carmel? Because he seems like such a nice young man. I don’t know why he would just turn on you like that for no reason, so there must have been something you did!

      So now Russell is the asshole, and it’s affecting my emotional life right when I’m mourning not only the loss of my love but also the loss of whom I thought my love was, and of my own identity in relation to him. I have these health issues going on, too, and I thought he’d be my mainstay through them. I don’t feel bad for a man of thirty-seven, but my doctor noticed a few things and wanted me to have a cardiologist appointment, a colonoscopy, and blah, blah, and blah. Here, everything is done on Maui Time and is often fucked up beyond belief by people who don’t speak English as a first language, nurses and PAs who may or may not have reached puberty yet, going by how fucking young they look, and so on.

      To top it off, the gully-washer rain storm and run-off cancelled my underwater photography session with the guy looking to make a multi-million-dollar movie here. I don’t have a Plan B for income this month, and Carmel ran off without paying his half of the bills. So I wasn’t in a good mood when the phone rang, once more.

      Yeah, I growled.

      Russell? It’s Mike. Dad passed away. The funeral is Tuesday, so I hope you can hop a plane and get here. You know you’re the…

      That’s all I heard. I hadn’t heard my brother Mike’s voice in sixteen years, not since he’d married Cecile and she’d told him his gay brother was not to be invited anywhere near her good Christian home and their future children.

      I mumbled, Okay, and hung up.

      Well, if I have to fly to the mainland right away, at least it gets me out of the damn colonoscopy. I’d better get on the phone and cancel things. At least I don’t have to worry about that bastard being upset because I have to go away. Go fuck yourself, Carmel. Oh, I forgot, you have a lady-boy to do that for you.

      But damn, Carmel had turquoise eyes you could sink into, a body a gym-bunny would die for, and a

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