Oh no,so many buts!I really wanted to like this, considering how much I love previous Brandon Witt's works, but I found myself wanting more. This just didn't work all that well for me. Others may see things that I missed. Possible!Probable! But, I found myself, after the second half of the book, having to put it down several times before I could carry on with it. Overall, the characters were good, and the story was enough to keep my interest, but there were some awkward things that bothered me.
The alternating narration was one of them. Switching between Gabe’s first person to Luis' third person was odd. As a result, I felt only emotionally connected to Luis. Truth be told, I had tears on my face when he held his dead husband’s ashes. 'Luis once again ended up on his knees, cradling the urn, begging for forgiveness.' Loneliness, and pain, and regret, and guilt were driving him insane.
Next thing that left me confused was the secondary cast (not only but most of them Gabe's friends being part of Gay Boy Christmas Dinner). Their complicated ties (who with whom) were introduced somewhere in the beginning, but as the story progressed their names, situations, conversations grew progressively as some of them were just random, without elevating something to the story.
And last awkwardness was something new for me from this author, his implementation of body’s indication and the sex-content. There were thoughts and introductions coming from 'under the zipper', which is very common for the genre and I don't mind, but stayed somehow a bit dislocated for men in their thirties and forties. I giggled on'After he’d come and Gabe continued to ride him, having Luis stay inside until his erection started to fade.' in a way Anderson Cooper did to Kellyanne Conway's 'Alternative Facts'. I didn't get dildo's things, and 'a power bottom and newly discovered power top' cliché, and the repetition of 'ass play' status. But I do like crowning of 'having belly could be sexy'.'Gabe patted Luis’s belly again. “Come on, sexy.”' A Hispanic man in his forties, less than six feet, with a solid body, firm belly is hot 'in a normal hot dad kind of way'. But, something that will be stay a little longer in mind will be the moment when he was singing in Spanish for Gabe- all about love and living by somebody’s side- surrounded by mountains and gorgeous trees. They were in paradise. And it was time. Time to risk living again and move on. I was totally captured by the beauty of this magical little mountain town.
I really wanted to like this, you know, reviewers who really care about their favorite authors want to give them the best reviews possible. So, with all this I said, give it a try! Maybe I need to give it another try. I'll update this review when I've had a chance to read this again.
'He repeated the process countless times. Walking all over that special section of mountainside. Until the pile was no more. Until Chris was one with every inch of that beloved place. He would be part of the spring flowers, feel the summer sun, hear the golden aspen leaves quake before they fell, and then be covered in the snow. He would be there, and he would be free. And he would watch over Luis. Luis and Gabe.