To Mend a Broken Wing by Fearne Hill

Author:Fearne Hill
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary, gay, bisexual, interracial, NA, British, physical difference/phocomelia, found family, coming of age, humorous, cricket competition, children
Publisher: NineStar Press, LLC
Published: 2023-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Noah

“ARE YOU OKAY?”

Toby knocked on my bedroom door before tentatively pushing it open to find me lying on the bed, fully dressed and busily occupied doing fuck all.

“You were blindsided down in the kitchen, yeah?” he said. “Sorry, they can all be a bit much sometimes. It takes some getting used to.”

I sighed and nodded slowly. He was right; I’d been totally caught off-guard, although it hadn’t been Lucien’s fault or Marcel’s really. He hadn’t known when he called that I’d be there. Toby edged into the room and sat in the small armchair next to the window.

“Guillaume looked anxious,” he observed, carefully avoiding referring to him as my father or my dad.

“Yeah. He wants to get to know me. Fuck knows why.”

“I’m not sure why either. You’re a right miserable sod.”

I flicked him the V sign, and we shared a comfortable silence for a moment. Can we give each other a chance? That’s what he’d written, and I’d said yes. The word had spilled out of me before I’d had time to think.

I’d begun looking forward to my daily text from Marcel. I’d started composing short answers in return. If I was being honest, his banter game was a little staid, but I’d found some memes on Insta about the French president and sent him a few, which he said Guillaume and he had chuckled over.

It had taken my altercation with Reuben for the penny to finally drop. Guillaume had no regrets about his one-night stand because I was the result of it. An almost visceral confusion had swirled around my head ever since.

“I know you’re taking the piss, but you’re right, Toby. I don’t exactly bring much to the party, do I?”

“Duh…” Toby slapped his forehead. “You don’t get it, do you? Apart from his husband, you’re the only family he’s got. He must be chuffed to bits you found him. Once he got over the shock of you turning up on his doorstep, obviously.”

“He’d have been more pleased if I wasn’t some homeless loser.” I was doing an excellent impression of a miserable sod. “And not everyone wants kids or a bigger family. He and Marcel look pretty happy, wrapped up in each other, to be honest.”

“You’re not a homeless loser.” His mouth split into a grin, the twin dimples putting in an appearance. “Not homeless anyhow.”

The bugger thought he was so funny. I hurled a pillow at him, which he caught and threw back. More dimples, so I threw it again, low-key flirting. We’d done a lot of that lately.

“Seriously, Noah. They’d love to have you in their lives. Did you not notice how thrilled Marcel was to see you? He’s brought you here, to Rossingley, for Christ’s sake. That says something about how much they want you to be a part of them, doesn’t it?”

When Toby became animated, he wheeled his arms around like he was bringing a plane into land. I’m not sure why I’d thought he was ordinary when we first met;

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