Wolfsong by TJ Klune EPUB & PDF

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• Authors: TJ Klune
• Language: English
• Genre: Gay Romance
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motes of dust/cold and metal
I WAS twelve when my daddy put a suitcase by the door.
“What’s that for?” I asked from the kitchen.
He sighed, low and rough. Took him a moment to turn around. “When
did you get home?”
“A while ago.” My skin itched. Didn’t feel right.

He glanced at an old clock on the wall. The plastic covering its face
was cracked. “Later than I thought. Look, Ox….” He shook his head. He
seemed flustered. Confused. My dad was many things. A drunk. Quick to
anger with words and fists. A sweet devil with a laugh that rumbled like
that old Harley-Davidson WLA we’d rebuilt the summer before. But he was
never flustered. He was never confused. Not like he was now.
I itched something awful.

“I know you’re not the smartest boy,” he said. He glanced back at his
suitcase.
And it was true. I was not cursed with an overabundance of brains. My
mom said I was just fine. My daddy thought I was slow. My mom said it
wasn’t a race. He was deep in his whiskey at that point and started yelling
and breaking things. He didn’t hit her. Not that night, anyway. Mom cried a
lot, but he didn’t hit her. I made sure of it. When he finally started snoring
in his old chair, I snuck back to my room and hid under my covers.
“Yes, sir,” I said to him.

He looked back at me, and I’ll swear until the day I die that I saw some
kind of love in his eyes. “Dumb as an ox,” he said. It didn’t sound mean
coming from him. It just was.
I shrugged. Wasn’t the first time he’d said that to me, even though
Mom asked him to stop. It was okay. He was my dad. He knew better than
anyone.

“You’re gonna get shit,” he said. “For most of your life.”
“I’m bigger than most,” I said like it meant something. And I was.
People were scared of me, though I didn’t want them to be. I was big. Like
my daddy. He was a big man with a sloping gut, thanks to the booze.
“People won’t understand you,” he said.
“Oh.”
“They won’t get you.”
“I don’t need them to.” I wanted them to very much, but I could see
why they wouldn’t.
“I have to go.”
“Where?”
“Away. Look—”
“Does Mom know?”
He laughed, but it didn’t sound like he found anything funny. “Sure.
Maybe. She knew what was going to happen. Probably has for a while.”
I stepped toward him. “When are you coming back?”
“Ox. People are going to be mean. You just ignore them. Keep your
head down.”
“People aren’t mean. Not always.” I didn’t know that many people.
Didn’t really have any friends. But the people I did know weren’t mean.
Not always. They just didn’t know what to do with me. Most of them. But
that was okay. I didn’t know what to do with me either.

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