3.5 stars
“I don’t sleep.”
And with that opening sentence, I was hooked. There was something melodically haunting, as Sean Diaz told his tale about riding subways at night, so he could be so tired when he got home. I imagined this lonely soul, in the Manhattan subway, with his inner thoughts and a past that couldn’t stop leaving him. Somehow it just struck me deep.
Then there was the appearance of his dead high school boyfriend – trust me, it was rather creepy if you thought about it. When you were in a quiet deserted train car, and suddenly you saw a person whom you knew had been dead for years... I got chills.
But it was leading to something good – something hopeful for Sean. I loved these two men. I loved that they found each other. I found Sean opening up to Judah as beautifully written, as well as his attempt to teach Judah how to cook. Yes, Judah had his baggage too but I thought these two lonely souls could definitely work things out.
It was another lovely story from Vivien Dean – an author whom I discovered in my early phase of reading male/male romance and still is one of my favorites.