"As a homosexual Pagan, Ethan is the ultimate odd-man-out in his Presbyterian family. While his parents and siblings are supportive enough, his other relatives all but despise him and his lifestyle.
Years after starting again in a new state with his boyfriend Caleb, Ethan is invited back home to spend the holidays with his family. Knowing this could end in disaster, but hoping for a new beginning, Ethan and Caleb accept the invitation. Things get off to a rough start, but nothing prepares them for the fiasco at Christmas dinner ..."
Yule Be in My Heart By Feral Sephrian To say that I was the black sheep of the family insinuates that I was at least similar to the rest. I was more of the white goat in the sheep flock. My parents, siblings, aunts, uncle, and everyone else at my private school, were Presbyterian. That’s my mom’s side of the family anyway. My dad was born to Irish Catholic parents, and only “converted” to Presbyterianism to please my mom’s family. I, however, wound up Pagan. I guess the catalyst for my conversion was when I found Brigit, or perhaps she found me; it’s hard to tell with the Gods sometimes. While looking into my Irish heritage, I came across the story of Saint Brigit, who was based on the Celtic Goddess. The more I read about her and the Tuatha Dé Danann, the Gaelic Celtic pantheon, the mo