Wild Raspberries by Jane Davitt

Author:Jane Davitt [Davitt, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Gay & Lesbian, Lgbt, Fiction, Erotica, Romantic, Contemporary, Gay, Romance, Romantic Erotica, Literature & Fiction, MM
ISBN: 9781603703192
Google: ULRkPwAACAAJ
Amazon: B001ELKZCM
Barnesnoble: B001ELKZCM
Goodreads: 7080465
Publisher: Torquere Press
Published: 2008-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

This is a mess.” Dan didn’t know why he said it; Tyler could see for himself that his garden was trashed. Maybe it was because Tyler’s silence was leaving a hole that needed to be filled.

Tyler grunted and turned his head away. Well, that was responsive… but Tyler had been like this all day. They’d spent the morning in town, where the doctor had apparently taken one look at Tyler’s ankle and lost her cool completely.

Dan had been in the waiting room, reading a magazine aimed at teenage girls because it was the only thing there, and it was that or field the receptionist’s questions. Betty scared him. She’d hooked his name out of him within moments, and he had no doubt that if he hadn’t picked up the magazine she’d have known more about him than Tyler did by the time the doctor had finished Tyler’s check-up.

Tyler had come out of the examination room looking infuriated and abashed at the same time, his mouth set in a tight, straight line. After tiptoeing around him for a while, Dan had changed tactics and asked him how hard it was sitting down after the doc had ripped him a new one. Tyler’s mouth had thinned to nothing and then twitched in an unexpected grin.

Which didn’t mean all was sweetness and light again. The garden looked as if it had been trampled by a giant toddler having a tantrum. The vegetables that had been tied to canes and trellises lay on the ground, mud-splashed and broken, with their supports snapped or wind-tossed. Tyler was acting like it was a major disaster, though, which it wasn’t. Just one hell of a lot of work tidying, that was all.

Dan shrugged with the philosophical acceptance any farmer learned early or got ulcers, and turned to Tyler. “Which section do you want me to start re-staking first?”

“Why bother?” Tyler smacked the end of his cane against a mud-mottled green pepper, under-ripe and destined to stay that way, and split it, flat seeds exposed to the sun beating down from a dazzle of sky. “Just dig it over.”

“What?” Dan shook his head. “No way. You can salvage a lot of this, man. It was just one storm, and you can see how the rain perked things up.”

“Dig it over, or leave it the hell alone. I’m done with it.” Tyler sounded dispirited, which make no sense at all. The doc had been annoyed with him for going walkabout in the woods, but she hadn’t threatened to put him on bed rest or anything; she’d just told him if he did it again, she’d tear his foot off with her bare hands. She wasn’t much like any doctor Dan had ever had, but he’d gotten the idea that Tyler and Anne were friends, which made a difference.

“I can fix it,” Dan insisted. “You can’t waste all this food and all the work you put into it.”

“I can do what I like, boy.”

“What has gotten into you today?” Dan said, his voice cracking with the effort to keep from shouting.

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