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There are two sides to every story When you’re Tim Wyman sometimes there are three Tim hoped moving to Texas would mean a new beginning a chance to spread his wings but he soon finds himself falling into the same tired patterns Until he meets recklessly brave Benjamin Bentley Suddenly a whole new world opens up to Tim—love sex warmth home Certain that society won’t understand what he and Ben have together Tim struggles to protect their relationship even if it means twisting the truth As his lies slowly push Ben away Tim learns that the greatest enemy can come from within Buried beneath a decade of deceptions Tim must claw his way to the surface in the hopes of learning to fly Something Like Winter the companion novel to Something Like Summer tells the story from Tim Wyman’s perspective revealing new private moments and personal journeys


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    compassion What a wise man Jay Bell must beAlso good at writing books that leave me utterly destroyed listlessly thumbing through photo galleries of natural disasters hoping for the moment my angstplosion is put into a manageable perspectiveI don't understand all the railing and hissing for Tim's character in Something Like SummerI never didLove can be desperate Love doesn't always win over fearIt never wins over death at allMy mother found out I'd been sneaking the love of my life into my tiny bedroom in my grandmother's houseMy granny knew—we kept it from my grandfather—but once my mother found out she made granny choose your grandson or your daughterI had to leaveMy boyfriend wept like a baby watching me pack up my things and tidy up the space He took pictures and cried even harder I cupped a cheek with a dusty hand and asked him as tenderly as I could why he cried if we still had one anotherHe said it wasn't right He said it wasn't fair AndThis was where it at all started for usAnd it wasOur first of everything that was everything together happened in that tiny roomMaybe he sensed something I did not but I was upbeat and positiveThis wasn't the end for usIt was a new beginning somewhere else and we could take what we loved about the past and cherish it next to the new memories we would make togetherIt was harder than I thoughtBut I know I was rightAnd Jay Bell is rightLove is love It doesn't die and it isn't exclusive It can change but it isn't finiteIt never ends and somewhere a child of some new family—or even some broke hipster maybe—lays their head in the room where my mother said goodbye and my lover said yes and all my world's beginnings came and went at once in the house where my granny died without me