Love Is Real

If you are underage in your country, please do not read this. The story contains depictions of male/male sex.

Previously: Before the flashback

"You were so lucky to be able to meet them there".

"You're right about that," Austin acknowledged. "Donnie was off work, and Mark was able to leave his job early. And, of course, Bruce (Austin's boss) having a daughter living in Dallas that he wanted to see was crazy lucky". (a long pause) "You, know it's kinda funny that they moved in together so much sooner than we did".

"Well, yeah, but they pretty much had to if they wanted to be able to see each other. And, with Donnie being an RN, he can get a job anywhere, quickly".

"True".

"Did they seem as happy as they say they are?"

"Oh yeah. They're in love with each other as much as we are. It is so obvious. And I am so happy for them".

"Me too. We should go visit them some weekend soon".

"Definitely. But, I don't want to go out to the clubs like we did the last time we were there That was just too crazy. Once of that is enough for me".

"I couldn't agree more," Ronnie said laughing.

Love is Real chapter 17

Present day

The next morning, after making sweet love into the wee hours of the night, Ronnie's eyes opened first. He yawned as he stretched. Austin's arm was across his chest and a leg was across his. He looked over at the beautiful face next to him, and he smiled. He could see that his eyes twitched underneath the eyelids. He leaned over and kissed Austin's nose.

"Mmmm," Austin moaned. Then Ronnie kissed his lips.

"Good morning," Austin smiled without opening his eyes.

"Good morning, sweetness," Ronnie smiled. "Happy birthday, baby. And happy anniversary."

Austin opened his eyes. "And what a happy day it is, waking up next to you. And happy anniversary to you too."

Ronnie threw the sheet off of them, and climbed on top of Austin, laying on him completely. He snuggled his nose in the base of his neck, kissing his collar bone and lower neck. He raised his ass up, remaining on his knees and hands, straddling Austin as he kissed his way down to Austin's right nipple. He lightly bit, kissed and sucked on it, then the other. Austin was moaning loudly with pleasure. Ronnie licked his way down the groove of his abs, stopping to stick in tongue in his navel, briefly, before taking Austin's, now rock hard, dick in his mouth. Austin humped a few times and croaked out, "I'm not gonna last very long." Ronnie hummed with Austin's dick in his throat. Then he flipped around and layed down on his side beside Austin still sucking. Austin rolled onto his side and took Ronnie's hard dick his mouth. They were both humping, sucking and moaning. Suddenly, Austin grew rigid and shot his load down Ronnie's throat and in his mouth. Immediately, Ronnie became rigid and shot his load, with Austin gulping every drop of his lover's sweet seed. They both remained there motionless with the other's softening dick in their mouths. Ronnie pulled off and said, "Well, now we can comfortably go pee," and he giggled. Austin pulled off saying "Wow! Yeah, and I really need to."

They got up and padded to the bathroom. They stood at the toilet together, relieving themselves. Ronnie put his hand on Austin's ass, rubbing his cheek. Austin did the same to Ronnie. Then Ronnie put his middle finger on Austin's tight pucker and rubbed it. Austin returned the favor, grinning. Ronnie finished first and shook it, then Austin. They turned their heads and grinned at each other. "You naughty boy," Austin said.

"Who, me? What?"

They both laughed, as Ronnie stepped to the sink and took his toothbrush from the holder. Austin did the same. When they finished brushing and rinsing, Austin smiled, "Now for a proper 'good morning' kiss." They kissed each other passionately, hugging each other tightly.

Ronnie pulled off saying, "You know that you are my soulmate, right?"

"Uh huh, because I know that you are mine too."

Still hugging, Ronnie asked, "So, what's on the agenda for today?" He gave Austin a quick peck on the lips.

"Hmmm, I don't have a clue. But, whatever it is, it will be fun because we will be doing it together."

"Indeed, my gorgeous, mighty wise one. Let's start with coffee, then breakfast."

"Good plan, my beautiful, mighty wise one."

They sat on the porch swing, drinking their coffee, naked as the day they were born. Afterall, it being late June, the air was already warm. Not only was this Austin's birthday and their anniversary, it was also the official first day of summer.

"Hey, I have an idea," Austin said. "Let's call Mark and Donnie and see what they have planned for today. If we left soon enough, we could be there by noon."

"Good idea. I'll go get my phone."

"I'll go with you, and get some more coffee."

They walked up to the house holding hands...cocks swinging and asses flexing. What a sight.

Back at the swing, Ronnie called his brother.

"Hey, bro, wassup?" Mark answered.

"We're up, are you?"

"Haha, yeah, we're up, still laying in bed."

"I didn't interupt anything, did I?"

"Uhhh...no..uhm....not exactly. Mmmmm."

"What the hell, what are you doing?" Ronnie grinned.

"Well, I'm just laying here, but your brother is...uhm...kinda busy. He has his mouth full so I answered the phone." Donnie looked up at Mark with a smile in his eyes.

Austin looked perplexed. "What?" he asked.

"Donnie is sucking Mark as we speak," he laughed. Ronnie put the phone on speaker.

"Hey, bro," Austin said, "Sounds like y'all are starting the day off like we did."

"Hell, that's...AH..every day. Ahh...uh...hold on a sec. OH SHIT....SHIT....OOOOHHH YEEAAH!! Here's..uh.. Donnie," Mark said breathlessly.

Ronnie and Austin looked at each other smiling and shaking their heads.

"Hey, bro, howzit hangin'?" Donnie coyly asked.

"It ain't hangin' anymore, trust me," Ronnie replied.

"Hey Donnie, it's Austin. You're on speaker."

"Hey, happy birthday, Austin."

"Thank you. We were just sitting here wandering what to do for the day, and I suggested we come see y'all. We could be there around noon."

"That would be cool, but I have a better idea. Why don't we come see y'all. We could go fishing." Donnie looked at Mark as he was pumping away on him, he nodded 'yes'.

Austin looked at Ronnie as he nodded 'yes'.

"Ok, that would be great. Hey, let me holler at Mark for a second."

"Uh...uh...he can't talk right now, his mouth is .....uh..full. Can he call back in a minute?"

"Haha, no that's not necessary, it wasn't important. Y'all have fun, and we'll see ya' we you get here."

"OK....mmmm...later," Donnie grunted.

"Well, that was good timing," Austin chuckled as he ended the call.

"Yeah, I think that will go down as a 'once in a lifetime' occurance," Ronnie laughed.

"Huh, maybe not with those guys."

"You may be right about that.

They finished their coffee and headed back to the house to shower, together, of course. Getting dressed after the shower, Austin happen to notice that he had phone call and a voicemail notification on his phone. 'Hmm,' he thought. He clicked on it to see what it was.

"Hey, check this out," he said to Ronnie. Brandon, the Irish gentleman we met coming back from Dallas called and left a voicemail."

"Really? Well, let's see what he said."

Austin clicked on the speaker icon and pressed play: "Hello, Austin and Ronnie, this is Brandon, the old Irishman you met a few months ago. I am back in the States visiting my family, and I was hoping that your invitation for my grandson and I to go fishing was still good. If so, please call me back. Thanks."

Austin asked, "What do think? He is probably here for just a week, like last time."

"I say yeah, call him and invite him. He and his grandson can ride with us in the boat, and Mark and Donnie can use the kayak."

"Cool, I liked the old guy," Austin beamed.

"Yeah, me too."

Austin called him back. "Hey, Brandon, just got your message."

"Hello, Austin, good to hear from you. I was hoping that my grandson and I could go fishing with you fellas today, that is if you don't have other plans."

"Actually, we had already planned on going fishing today, so this works out great."

"Wonderful, Conner will be so happy, as am I. What time should we get there?"

"Around noon, would be good. Our brothers, who also happen to be boyfriends, are driving in from Dallas around then. We had planned on fishing after they got here.

"Oh, well, I don't want to impose on your time with your brothers."

"You won't be. The more the merrier. But, you will need to get a 'one day' fishing license. Which is no big deal. It's only 15 bucks, and we can get it at Caddo Lake state park, which is just down the road. So, I guess a little before noon would work out better, say 11:30."

"Ok then, 11:30 it is. Can you give me directions to your place?"

"Just put in our address in Google maps, and it will take you right here." Austin gave him the address.

"Ok, I'll let Connor do that," he laughed.

"By the way, do you think Connor will be ok with Ronnie and I, and our brothers being boyfriends?"

"Oh, yes. I already told him about you two, and not only was he ok with it, he seemed quite happy about it."

"Really? How old is he?"

"He turned 15 today, this is sort of a part of my present for him."

"Really, that is so cool. Ok, then, we'll see y'all when you get here."

"Great, see you soon."

Austin ended the call and turned to look at Ronnie. "His grandson turned 15 today. What a coincidence."

"That is a coincidence. But, really, if you stop and think about it, there are 365 days in a year, and roughly 350 million people in the US, so there are about a million people, just in the US, celebrating their birthday today. And with approxiately 6 billion people worldwide...well, I don't even want to do the math on that."

"Damn, your right. I never thought of that before. You're so smart and handsome, no wonder I love you."

"Haha, now, let's go make love. Maybe that will keep us from having a hard on all day."

"Oh, you're such a romantic," Austin said trying to be sarcastic. "Hurry, let's go."

They had their morning loving making session, with each topping the other. They straightened the house up a bit, then began getting the boat and kayak ready for a day of fishing. They didn't know if Brandon and Connor would be bringing their own rod and reels, so they went ahead and prepared two extras, just in case. Ronnie went down the road to the bait shop to get crickets to use for bait, so Austin stayed home to await their guest's arrival. He was sitting in the front yard in a chair under a big pine tree, drinking a beer, when a shiny new Jeep Wrangler pulled in their driveway. He got up and walked over to greet them.

Brandon got out of the passenger's side, while a young boy got out of the driver's side. The boy looked to be about 5'6', maybe a 110 lbs., 'nice looking boy', Austin thought. He was weearing yellow and blue board shorts along with a 'wife beater' undershirt and flip flops. He had jet black hair, cut in the currently popular style of burred all around and long on top and the front, spiked. He had a slight tan, which looked really natural on him. Austin stopped near the front of the Jeep, as Brandon made his way there as well.

Austin and Brandon shook hands.

"Welcome to our humble abode," Austin said smiling, looking at Brandon, then to Connor.

"It's great to see you again, Austin. This is my grandson, Connor."

Austin stepped over to Connor and shook his hand. "It's good to meet you, Connor."

"Thanks, nice meeting you as well," Connor proudly stated. He didn't appear to be shy at all.

Austin remembered, "Oh, by the way, Brandon told me that today is your birthday, well, and it's mine also. I turned 22 today, so happy birthday to us."

"Cool," Connor grinned.

Austin looked at Brandon. "Ronnie is out getting our fish bait. He should be back any minute."

Just as Austin finished saying that, Ronnie pulled in the driveway, then parked in the grass off to the side.

He got out of his truck and headed towards the others.

He approached saying, "Hey, Brandon, good to see you again."

He stuck out his hand and they shook.

"Great to see you, as well. Thank you so much for allowing us to join you today. This is my grandson, Connor." Brandon pulled it off, but he could just barely manage to form words and speak as he stood their looking at the bare chest of a greek god, in the form of Ronnie.

Ronnie stepped over to Connor and they shook hands.

"My name is Ronnie. Good to meet you, Connor. Welcome."

"G-good to meet you...also...uh..thanks," Connor studdered. He seemed kinda shy now, for some reason.

Austin was just a little bit bigger than Connor, but Ronnie, at 5'11" and 160 lbs. with bulging muscles, and shirtless, was rather intimidating to the young boy.

Brandon looked around, "You boys have a very nice place here. Very nice, indeed."

"Thank you," Ronnie replied. "We certainly like it."

"Come on, let's get out of this hot sun," Austin interjected.

"I'm gonna' take the crickets to the boat, I'll meet you on the porch," Ronnie said to Austin as he headed back to his truck.

Connor watched him walk away. He had not taken his eyes off of him since he first stepped out of his truck.

Brandon followed Austin has he led the way to the porch. Connor hadn't moved, his eyes were glued to Ronnie. When he suddenly realized that he was standing there alone, he came out of his trance and hurriedly caught up with the other two.

As they were walking, Brandon was looking at the house. He asked Austin, "How in the hell do you get in the house? There are no steps at the door."

Austin laughed. "I asked the same thing my first time here. So, I'll tell you what Ronnie told me, 'you'll see'."

Connor was following them, but he was looking back at Ronnie taking the cricket baskets out of the bed of the truck. He hadn't heard a word anyone spoke since his greeting from Ronnie.

They rounded the corner of the house, when Brandon stopped, taking in the view of the porch. "Jeez, now that's a porch. And a wee bit elabortate."

"I know. I was amazed when I saw it for the first time. Ronnie built every bit of it by himself, long before I met him. Come, I show you around."

They followed Austin up the steps to the top level. Brandon couldn't believe that one man could create this by himself. Austin was still awed by it as well. Connor was impressed, but through the corner of his eye, he saw Ronnie walking down to the boat and kayak with the cricket baskets in hand. He simply couldn't take his eyes off of him. Austin proceeded to lead them down to the lower level, but after taking a few steps, he realized that Connor wasn't following. Austin stopped and turned around facing Connor... He knew what was happening, and he slyly grinned. Brandon looked at Austin, then he also turned facing Connor.

Austin spoke loud enough for Connor to hear him, "You can look, but not touch. He's mine."

Connor never heard a word. His mind was somewhere in a dreamland.

Austin and Brandon looked at each and laughed. "He's got it bad. But, hell, can you blame him, so do I," Austin said.

Brandon was a little surprised, he had no clue that maybe Connor was gay. "I had no idea about Connor. I don't think anyone did," he said to Austin.

"It's ok, he probably had no clue either. I was the same way when I first met Ronnie. I guess Ronnie just has that effect on people."

"Well, I can certainly see why. He is one hell of a looker," Brandon replied.

"Yep," Austin said as he turned to Brandon. "And the funny thing is, he doesn't know it. He is totally oblivious. He just sees himself as just being who he is. No pretentions, no preconceived notions, just totally being himself going about his business."

"Amazing, just amazing," Brandon acknowledged.

"We fell in love with each other the very first day we met. It wasn't exactly love at first sight, but pretty close. Once we spent the day together, we knew."

"You are one fortunate young man," Brandon smiled.

"I know. Trust me, I know," Austin agreed.

Austin turned to see Ronnie walking to the porch from the boat. Austin made a 'cat call' whistle at him. Ronnie grinned and just waved him off. Ronnie came bounding up the steps, two at time, when he saw Connor just standing there looking at him with his mouth open.

"Hey, Connor, are you ready to do some serious fishing."

Connor swiftly nodded his head up and down.

"Great, me too," Ronnie said as he walked past him. Connor never took his eyes off of him.

"I was giving them a tour of the porch, when we got a little sidetracked."

"Yes," Brandon said, "It is truly magnificent. Austin said that you did all the work yourself."

"That's true, it took awhile, but I enjoyed it." He put an arm around Austin's shoulder. "Let's show 'em the bayou."

They walked down to the lower deck with Connor trailing behind.

Brandon looked both directions at the bayou. "Very nice. Very serene. I can even feel a little coolness in the air down here."

Austin nodded. "You can really feel the difference at night. The cooler air seems to settle down here."

"It's our sanctuary. And we..." Ronnie was interrupted by the sound of a car horn. "That must be Mark and Donnie. I'll go get 'em, y'all can stay here."

"Actually, we need to get our gear from the Jeep, so we'll go with you," Brandon said looking at Connor.

They all walked back to the driveway. Mark and Donnie were setting a big cooler down on the ground when the others walked up.

"We brought the beer," Donnie grinned.

"Cool," Ronnie said. "Guys, this is Brandon and his grandson, Connor. They are gonna' fish with us today."

All the introductions were made, along with the polite handshaking.

Mark and Donnie were both dressed in board shorts, tank tops and flip flops. Brandon could barely contain his lust. He was in heaven. He was surrounded by the four most beautiful young men he had ever seen...in person, no less. Connor still couldn't keep his eyes off of Ronnie's chest and torso. He must have been wearing a jock, because there was a definite bulge, but not the full blown, obvious boner.

Brandon and Conner retrieved their fishing gear from the Jeep, and Mark and Donnie carried the cooler down the boat as the others followed.

When they reached the boat, Ronnie said, "Brandon and Connor will ride with us in the boat, while Donnie and Mark take the kayak. Is that ok with everyone?"

Everyone agreed.

"Ok," Austin looked around. "I guess we have everything we need? Oh, wait, fishing license. Brandon, you and Connor need a license."

Connor finally spoke his first words since the initial greeting. "I...uh... already..uh..have my license."

"Ok, that's good," Austin said, "I'll take Brandon over to the state park, and we'll get his. We'll be back in twenty minutes or less."

While they were gone, Ronnie took the water and cokes from the cooler he had in the boat, and put them in the big cooler, which was now in the boat. They put the smaller cooler in the kayak. They busied themselves getting things set up and arranged. Ronnie helped Connor get his and Brandon's rods ready for bream fishing. Mark and Donnie took off their shirts and applied sunscreen to themselves and each other.

"Would you like to put on sunscreen Connor?" Ronnie asked.

"Yeah, uh, I guess I should."

Ronnie handed him his sunscreen. He slowly and shyly took off his 'wife beater'. He was proud of his chest and abs, as he was lean, but compared to the other three, he didn't feel like he measured up. He applied the sunscreen to where he could reach, then he handed the sunscreen back as he marveled at Ronnie's chest and abs. Of course, Ronnie was totally oblivious.

Connor asked Ronnie, "Will, uh..you do my back where..uh..I...couldn't reach."

"Sure, no problem."

Connor turned around, and Ronnie began applying the sunscreen oh his back and shoulders. Connor let out an almost silent 'mmmm'. He thought he was going to cream in his shorts right then and there, but fortunately, Ronnie had made quick work of it and finished.

Connor asked, "Would you..uh..like for me to ..uh...do yours?"

"Thanks, but I already did, well, actually Austin did it for me. But, thanks anyway."

"Sure." Connor was seriously disappointed, although he tried not to let it show.

Austin and Brandon pulled back in to the driveway, and walked down to the boat. "Are we ready, guys?" Austin asked.

Mark looked around and said, "Yeah, I think we're all set."

Mark and Donnie got in the kayak, while the others got in the boat.

Ronnie suggested, "You guys lead the way. Y'all can travel faster in the kayak, so we'll follow you."

So, they all took off down the bayou, as beers and drinks were passed around, each enjoying the beauty and peacefullness of the bayou. After about twenty minutes, Ronnie called out to the guys in the kayak. "Head over there to the entrance of that cove. It's usually a fairly productive spot."

There was little to no breeze, and zero current, so there was no need to drop anchors and take a chance on spooking the fish.

They all baited their hook with a cricket, and made their cast. Immediately, they all got a hit. They were reeling in their catch when Austin said, "Man, these bream must have been starving."

Everybody laughed.

Ronnie got his fish in the boat first. He put it in the fish basket, then one by one, the other's added theirs. The planets must have been aligned right, or something, because it went on like that for thirty minutes. Brandon, Mark and Austin had taken lots of pictures with their phones. Finally, when the basket was full, Ronnie estimated that they had pulled in at least forty bream, plus the one nice catfish that Connor caught, which Brandon had deftly taken a picture of the moment.

"Well, we certainly have enough for a good fish fry. Are y'all ready to head back and eat our catch?" Ronnie asked.

"Nope," yelled Donnie, as he plunged head first into the water, with Mark following right behind him.

Ronnie looked at Austin, but before he could say anything, Austin dove in. He looked at Connor and Brandon, "Well, I guess we might as well join them."

Brandon chuckled, "You youngsters go ahead. Swimming in the creek is for the young. I've had my day."

Ronnie grinned at Connor, "What do ya' say?"

Connor grinned back, "Let's do it." Then he dove in, with Ronnie right behind him.

They splashed, swam, dove, jumped, dunked and laughed, with Brandon watching and laughing along with them. He was thoroughly enjoying this day. This rare, absolutely joyous time that he could spend with his grandson. He thought of Brian, his best friend and lover, wishing that he could be here too, which reminded him that he needed to tell Ronnie and Austin about that. And during all the time of the boys were frollicking in and out of the bayou, he took plently of pictures with his phone. He would certainly cherish those in the days, months and years ahead. For he knew, that he owed his new life and happiness to two of those boys, whose simple words, had changed his life forever...and for the better.

Ronnie swam back to the boat and climbed in, with Brandon's help. "Come on guys, let's go fry some fish."

In short order, they were all back in the boat and kayak, heading back up the bayou, to Ronnie's and Austin's sanctuary.

Ronnie and Connor took the fish to the cleaning spot, while the other guys unloaded their gear.

Ronnie scaled and cleaned each bream, and put them in a big bowl as Connor handed them to him. "Have you ever cleaned bream before?" Ronnie asked.

"I've fileted bass, crappie and catfish, but I've never cleaned bream."

"Well, bream is the easiest to clean, and, in my opinion, the best tasting fish. I think they taste better because they are cooked whole with the skin still on. Bass and crappie can be done the same way, but most people filet 'em. But, not me. I like my fish fried whole. Even catfish, but it's a real pain in the ass to skin a catfish, even though it's worth it." Connor giggled at that. Ronnie continued, "But, we are gonna' filet the one you caught, just because it's easier to share that way. Would you like to clean a few?"

"Sure," Conner eagerly agreed.

"Cool." Ronnie cleaned a few more as he explained what he was doing and why. "Ok, now you try it."

Obviously, Conner was a quick learner, because he scaled the bream, cut the head off and gutted it exactly how Ronnie showed him.

"Damn, you're a natural," Ronnie complimented.

Connor beamed. He was really enjoying this 'one on one' time spent alone with Ronnie. He cleaned the remaining bream, and filet his catfish as Ronnie looked on and helped. We he finished, Ronnie said, "Good job." Then they 'high fived', with Connor beaming, again.

They took the cleaned fish inside the house to the sink for a good final rinse.

Mark helped Austin prepare the batter and hush puppies, and batter the fish. Donnie helped Ronnie and Conner getting the oil heated in the fryer. Brandon sat back in a chair on the porch, enjoying the activity, occasionally going inside to visit with Mark and Austin.

Austin and Mark had the fish battered and the hushpuppy batter ready when Ronnie said the oil heating in the big fryer was ready.

Ronnie cooked the bream first, then the hushpuppies, with Connor watching and taking in every move. Ronnie took notice, so he explained what he was doing and why. Everyone else sat around visiting and enjoying the occasion.

(note to the non-southern states readers: when eating bream, you always cook hushpuppies, or at least have bread available, in case someone chokes on a small bone. the hushpuppy helps to dislodge the thin bone from the throat)

As soon as the last of the hushpuppies were done, everyone gathered around the small table under the covered deck to help themselves.

Ronnie gave a demonstration on how to properly eat bream in order to avoid swallowing any small bones.

"Mmmm, this is excellent," Brandon said. "I have never eaten bream before. I am surprised at how sweet it taste."

Ronnie laughed. "That's why country folk's call it 'sweets bream'. It is definitely my favorite."

"Mmmmm," Connor agreed after swallowing a big mouthfull. "It is now my favorite too."

Everyone ate to their fill until all the fish was gone, including the catfish pieces. They sat around the decks with full stomachs, talking and enjoying themselves. Brandon helped Austin clean up a little and carry the dishes back into the house.

"That was a wonderful meal and a very excellent fishing adventure. Thanky you very much," Brandon told Austin.

"You're more than welcome, we are glad you called and could join us."

Brandon continued, "Oh, I've been wanting to tell you and Ronnie, that thanks to your inspirtation during our talk a few months ago, I called my best friend, who is openly gay and came out to me years ago, and well, we are now not only best friends, but lovers as well. It has really changed my life, and for the better. I want to thank you and Ronnie for you kind words of wisdom."

"Really? Now, that is great news. I am so happy for you."

"I am still in the closet, mind you, and will probably remain that way with the exception of a few people. I think that before I leave to return home, I am going to have a talk with Connor, and basically explain to him what you guys explained to me. Hopefully, it will help him out in the future as well."

"I think that's a very good idea," Austin replied.

They finished putting the dishes away, and joined the the others on the porch. After some more visiting, as the sun was sinking in the horizon, Brandon announced that he and Connor should take their leave.

They all walked to the driveway, with Ronnie and Austin holding hands, as well as Mark and Donnie. Connor certainly took notice of that, but he didn't say anything about it.

They exchanged 'goodbyes' and 'thank you's'. As Brandon got into the Jeep, Connor walked over to Ronnie and hugged him. As he held on to him tightlly, Connor said, "Thank you," with a single tear in his eye. Then he released Ronnie from the hug, and quickly got into the Jeep with his grandfather. Everyone waved as they drove away.

The boys turned to walk back to the porch, hand in hand.

Ronnie asked Austin, "I wonder what that was about. The hug from Connor, that is."

"I think he was just gratefull that you showed him how to live, without having to explain it to him," Austin suggested.

"Hmm, maybe you're right, but I was just being who I am."

"Exactly," Austin smiled.

end of chapter 17

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