Chapter 4: Summer ContinuesMason woke up slowly. He felt squeezed in between warm bodies and wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. He was in that period where one feels awake and asleep at the same time. He opened his eyes. He saw that he was lying on his back with a woman tucked into each side. Val was on his left, her dark hair fanned across his shoulder, one leg thrown over his thigh, and her hand resting on his stoma...

Chapter 3: Summer InterruptedMason sat on the edge of his bed in the room down the hall and listened to his mother and his aunt talk. He couldn't make out words. Just the murmur of voices through the walls, rising and falling in patterns he tried to make out. Val's voice was low and steady, the way it always was when she was in control of something. Lisa's was higher, tighter, cutting in with sharp bursts he recognized as...

Chapter 2: Summer Continues The first week bled into the second, and somewhere in between, Mason stopped counting days. But he couldn't get enough of his aunt. It wasn't a conscious decision, more like the way you stop noticing the sound of the ocean when you live near it. The strangeness of what they were doing just became the norm of his life. Wake up, coffee, fuck, breakfast, talk, swim, fuck again, dinner, wine, fuck...