Chapter 3
Pill Hill—Portland OR, July 2005
The elevator car gave a sudden lurch. Mason
heard a sickening grinding noise. The lights flickered, but stayed
on, as the car came to a stop.
“s**t!” Parker said, pressing buttons on the
control panel, but nothing happened.
Mason’s panic increased. He couldn’t be
trapped in a small metal box with this man, the man he’d once
loved.
* * * *
The Cascade Mountains, WA, Columbus Day
Weekend 1991
“If you didn’t want to come, you should have
said,” Mason finally spoke up. Parker had been restless ever since
they’d arrived at the cabin.
“Oh, babe, no, it’s not that,” Parker said,
kissing Mason before snuggling back into his chest.
Mason resumed stroking Parker’s hair,
relieved everything between them was okay.
As soon as they’d arrived
