Beneath the Neon Moon (11 page)

Zach turned to look at Mal. "Coming?" he asked, holding out his hand.

"Yeah." Mal reached out. His fingers curled warm around Zach's.

THE END

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Author's Notes

Jasper is a real cat, not made up. At one time he was a homeless scavenger with a painful eye infection. Now he's fat and happy and loved. His balls hit the chopping block some time ago, but they were as described in the story, if you care to know: big. Like his feet.

Since I was very young, I have traveled back and forth over parts of Florida that are as I (briefly) described in Zach's final flashback. I wanted to write about the area as I remembered it. I loved it and still do, even though it's hotter than hell.

The story came about because I love paying fan service to some freaky, overwrought, unbelievable, and well-loved (by me) ideas. Two men in a basement, chained together, in terrible danger, falling in love in the middle of their ordeal (and I may not ever get over that falling in love in the middle of a cellar thing during a kidnapping—it's a gem),  and then: one guy EATS THE OTHER'S INTESTINES. Or threatens to do it, anyway. It made me happy, and I had plenty of encouragement and cheerleading from a very good friend.

I figured I needed two lovely guys to carry the story (and got them, I think). The challenge then was to give it heart without it all sounding too ridiculous. If the story succeeds, it's because of those two. I'll probably come visit them again. There's plenty of story left for them.

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