Chapter 5Snowflakes are kisses from heaven.
Theo went to the lake when he got home. The ice was thick enough to walk on, and he allowed himself to stand there for a few minutes, to connect with Mother Earth.
His grandmother who’d had arthritis used to say hell was an eternal winter. He hoped she was right. He didn’t believe there was a hell, but if there were, he was probably destined to go there, at least if the old rules from the Bible applied. Why being gay would land you a spot in hell he didn’t know. It was so illogical, or some word like that.
No, better celebrate love and life while he could, and he would do it by cherishing Dylan. For Dylan, he would make this world a better place. For Dylan, he would create something as beautiful and unique as a snowflake.
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