As children, Thomas and
Caleb formed an unlikely friendship, which has
continued through tragedies and
celebrations and into manhood. They have
grown together over the years, but now
their relationship is changing into
something more. Can their bond survive the
challenges that life will bring them?
Is it wrong to risk everything for the
chance of something more?
“Why would you say that? I’m here ‘cause you’re my
friend. It’s not like you did
it on purpose.” Thomas couldn’t look at his
friend. What would he think if he knew he had kind of done it on purpose? All
he had wanted to do was get muddy so he could change his stupid clothes; now he
had spoiled everything.
“Tommy?” Caleb enquired.
“I’m sorry, it’s all my fault; I just didn’t want
you to see me like this.” He winced, pulling on his now dusty clothes.
Caleb didn’t understand what Thomas was saying.
See him like what?
“Look at me, Caleb, I’m dressed like I’m going to
church, not a picnic. I want to be in jean shorts, like you, and baseball
shirts,” he whispered, so his father couldn’t hear him. “I don’t want this
stupid Brylcreem in my hair...I want it messy.” Thomas slammed his good hand
onto the car seat, sending a shockwave through his injured one.
“Tommy, I don’t care what you wear. I’m not your
friend for your dress sense; I’m your friend because you're funny and smart.”
Caleb looked towards Benjamin and he swore he saw his mouth turn up at the
Two hours later, they arrived at the park, with
Thomas sporting a very smart blue cast on his arm. His father hadn’t argued
when he was asked whether he wanted a plain one or a coloured one. Polly fussed
over her son, saying she wished they had indeed used a plain one. Benjamin
winked at his son and they laughed.
K. L. Platt lives with her family in the
Devonshire countryside in the UK. She is a
nanny, but her dream is to be a full
time author. She can’t remember a time
when she didn’t have a pencil, pen, or
book in her hand. It was, however, the
likes of J K Rowling and Stephenie Meyer
that gave her the fire to drive herself
to where she is today.
Always encouraged to follow her dream as a
child by her own parents and
grandparents, her grandma told her, “If you
believe you can do it, then you
can.” Her uncle was also a writer but sadly
never got to have any of his stories