After the food comas had worn off and the family had left, Derek and I started a fire and hunkered down on the couch for a well-deserved nap. “I’m glad I can spend the rest of the weekend with just you,” he said.
Mitchell looked deeply into my eyes. “You have the most beautiful soul,” he said.
Before I’d even woken up, Liam had already raked the yard and was in his workshop refurbishing some chairs for his parents. I brought him out some coffee to reward his hard work and he took me into his arms. “You’re all the reward I need,” he whispered.
Anonymous asked: I wrote you a while ago saying that I was tempted to go to Bowdoin for LLBBF related reasons (among others, of course). I would just like to provide an update: I am here, and there are Bean boots aplenty gracing the feet of many men wrapped in flannel. Walking to class is like walking through the Bean catalogue pages. It's perfection.
Gosh, I hope you can pay attention in class with all these distractions!
"Let’s fire up the wood stove today and just cuddle," Gabriel said.
"It’s a perfect night for hot cocoa," Liam said as we cuddled on the couch. "Don’t you think?"
Anonymous asked: You would not believe the sound that came out of my mouth when I realized that you'd started posting stuff again. Thanks for being awesome. THE BEAN BOYS ARE BACK HOORAY!
Mom, you can just email me, it’s OK.
Brad had been excited all week for the hike, so when we got to the base of the mountain he practically jumped out of the car. “Let’s hit the trails,” he said.
Anonymous asked: THIRSTY FOR MORE THURSTON
You may need water? I’d try that.
Daniel and I sipped our hot chocolate by the lake and watched the Canada Geese fly overhead. “I love this time of year,” he said, and took my hand.