Brew: A Love Story by Tracy Ewens

Author:Tracy Ewens [Ewens, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Tracy Ewens
Published: 2017-09-19T04:00:00+00:00

Boyd and Mason took their kayaks out to the river early that morning. After loading everything back in the truck, they sat on the tailgate and ate bagel sandwiches. Boyd couldn’t get Ella out of his mind, so he decided to try something new.

“Do you think these visits with Ella have anything to do with your mom?”

“No.”

Boyd appreciated a simple answer most of the time, but not right now.

“I think since your mom isn’t in your life and you have a bunch of uncles that maybe you’re missing out on a woman’s perspective.”

“I have Aspen, and I like Sistine—she’s super quiet, but I like her. I have Gram.”

Boyd mocked a cringe. “Yeah, but who wants to talk to their grandma about girls?”

“Older women have some good advice. You’d be surprised.”

He laughed. “Life is more than girls, Mase.”

He rolled his eyes and let out a breath. “I know. I’m not saying life is all about girls. It’s not even like I talk about them all the time,” he said, crumpling up the wrapper from his bagel and stuffing it back into the paper bag.

Boyd raised a brow, giving his son a chance to reconsider his statement.

“Okay, fine. Maybe I have been talking about she a little more.”

“Only a little.” Boyd bumped him.

Mason lay back in the bed of the truck and stuck a beach towel under his head. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I start to get excited about high school and then I get like this huge zit on my neck or something. I mean how does someone even get a zit on their neck?”

Boyd balled up the paper bag and leaned back, resting on his arms so he could see Mason, squinting as the sun teased through the canopy of leaves above them.

“I… guess there are pores there too. What does this have to do with high school?”

He shook his head. “I like talking to people, Dad. I want their opinion. It’s not a big deal. I’m not going to freak out and start crying for my mommy.”

“I’m not saying you are, but I’d like you to talk about these things, Mase. With me. I get that you’re older and cooler, but some things don’t have to change, ya know. We’re still in this together.”

Mason closed his eyes and Boyd knew he was getting nowhere.

“Aren’t we?”

He sat up, legs dangling. “Not really. I mean you’re my dad and there’s that, but I’m the one going to high school. You’ve already done this part and you were probably some big badass. I’m… not that.”

Boyd wanted to laugh because his son was comparing adult Boyd to freshman in high school Boyd who was anything but a badass, but laughter wasn’t going to help his son right now.

“Badass takes time, Mase. Thanks for the compliment, but I likely had a zit on my neck in eighth grade too.”

“No way.”

Boyd nodded. “Way. I was as confused and twisted up as you are. I just channeled my stuff differently. It all works out. Believe me, someday all the pieces will fit together.

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