Turn the Tables
By J.M. Snyder
Vic Braunson came home from a long,
exhausting evening at work to find the door to the apartment he
shared with his lover Matt diLorenzo locked. Surprised, Vic dug his
keys out of his pocket and fiddled with them for a moment in the
hallway’s bad light until he managed to find the one that fit the
door. He turned it in the lock, then placed a hand on the doorknob
and felt a steady bass beating like a heart in the palm of his
hand. As he opened the door, heavy music poured out into the hall.
Quickly Vic stepped inside and shut the door behind him. Their
neighbors would be complaining about that, if they hadn’t
already.
Locking the door, Vic kicked off his shoes
and dropped his keys onto the nearby telephone table. “Matt?” he
called, raising his
