"Yesterday he told me he loved me. Today we're dead.
Two college guys on spring break. Friends, roommates, lovers. A moment's distraction while driving on the highway and suddenly their lives change forever.
Forever.
It's an easy promise to make when you know you won't live that long. But what happens in the afterlife?
This short story is a metaphysical tale of two men who will come to learn just what forever means."
You can’t say we’re dating because we’re not. Not really. Dating implies going out to dinner and holding hands on the quad and going to the movies. Dating means driving him home and kissing him in the driveway with his mom watching from the window pretending she’s not looking at us. We can’t do that sort of stuff. He’s my roommate. If anyone ever saw us holding hands in the dorm, we’d invite all sorts of trouble. Bags of s**t on fire outside the door, attacks in the shower, midnight raids on our room… One little kiss in the hallway and the next thing I know, the resident advisor has me moving out and my next roomie wants to kick my ass because I’m queer. I read the stories online. We might be safer on campus than off but we don’t have to broadcast our relationship, you know?
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