The Hardest Part
“Listen to me going on and on about pie. You tell me more about yourself, Just Jack,” Eric prompts, smiling encouragingly.
“Uhh,” Jack begins, forcing himself to put down his fork and actually make conversation. “I play hockey.”
“You don’t say?” Eric says, smile widening.
“Chirp, chirp, chirp.”
Jack meets the love of his life while serving Thanksgiving dinner at a homeless shelter and struggling to learn the difference between sexuality and dysfunction. Along the way, he repairs some broken relationships and figures out how to let himself have nice things, one of which is a small southern baker with a habit of concealing the truth.
- Part 1 of The Hardest Part
Resigned to not being understood, Jack sighs heavily. “Nevermind. I’m just tired and getting a little hysterical. It’s going to be an adjustment, but we can handle it. We will handle it,” he amends, shaking his head.
“You still think Itty Bitty needs more,” Tater says finally, eyes narrowing. “You think he find boyfriend that less trouble? Less anxious? Less broken? Less work? You afraid he leave you?”
“I—” Jack starts to protest but chokes on the words.
“Everyone take work, Jack,” Tater says, laying a hand on his shoulder and then ducking his head until Jack looks at him. “No one perfect boyfriend, perfect husband all the time. Eric know this. He love you anyway.”
Jack and Bitty love, laugh, struggle, and survive together during the most joyous and most difficult days of their lives.
- Part 2 of The Hardest Part