And To My Son

By Emery C. Walters

Ted returns home after the death of his father to find his only inheritance is the contents of the garage. Dealing with family can sometimes be hard and unusually cruel, as his sister proves. But Ted soldiers on and runs into an old friend from his past. A sexy friend, too!

Enter Duncan.

Ted and Duncan were on the swim team together in their youth, and now, years later, they hit it off again. Duncan has his own business and offers to help Ted with the car. But will long hours spent together in the garage lead to more than either man bargains for?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Mar 8, 2015
• ISBN: 9781611527100

Emery C. Walters

Emery C. Walters was born Carol Forde, a name he soon knew didn’t fit the boy he was inside. Transition was unknown back then, so he married and then bore and raised four children. When his youngest child, his gay son, left home, Emery told Carol that she had to step aside, and he fully transitioned from female to male in 2001.

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And To My Son

By Emery C. Walters

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And To My Son

By Emery C. Walters

Chapter 1: The Will

‘And to my son, I leave the sum of one dollar and the contents of the garage. That being what he’s worth.’ The lawyer put his glasses on his desk and rubbed his eyes. I’m sorry, Ted, but that’s what he made me write.

My sister Grace, sitting between me and her husband Robert, was halfway between elated beyond measure for herself and sad for me. She wasn’t a bad person, but she had certainly done a good job of sucking up to the old man and she knew it. Besides, she was pretty as a penny, blond and blue-eyed and only a few pounds overweight, straight, and had popped out three grandchildren for him. It was no big surprise that he had left her the bulk of his estate, which included his house, the house we had both grown up in.

Next to her I wasn’t much, with my red-brown hair, brown eyes and freckles and, oh yeah, that whole gay thing, you know? He hadn’t liked me very much. It figured he’d leave me the garage; on paper it almost sounded fair. There was still a car in it, Grace told me. It’s there, Grampa’s old junker. It had been sitting in the garage for twenty years, ever since my grandfather—my mom’s father—had passed away. Dad said all it did was take up space, and it was in terrible shape. Hell it was really old, I’d heard my grandfather say it was a 1955 model. Now that’s old! He’d wanted to get rid of it two years ago when our mom passed away, but nobody answered his ad, except for one guy who said he’d haul it away if Dad paid him two hundred bucks, but of course Dad said no way.

Later, as my sister and I, Robert, and the three stooges, I mean, my niece and nephews, ate dinner at a Denny’s, Grace said, You know, dear, (to me? ‘Dear’? What did she want?) "You have to get that piece of junk out of there because we’re going to put the house on the market. Well, after we sell the furniture and stuff, get rid of Dad’s clothes and everything, that is. We have a truck coming the day after tomorrow to haul everything to Downtown Homer’s Slightly Used Stuff Shop. It’s trash, but it’s too good to just give away to Value Town. We could use the few dollars it might bring in. So get busy in that garage. Everything in there is now yours. Who knows, there might be some tools or something you