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The Nine-Inch Cure for the Blues

By Keegan Kennedy

Copyright 2013

Edited by Sami Harvey

Smashwords Edition

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The Nine-Inch Cure for the Blues

I should have known better than to come.

Driving down the dark highway, I was consumed by my memories of Scott.

Apparently, this informal five-year reunion of our high school rugby team dredged up a hell of a lot more than just talk of the glory days. Instead, it had conjured up all of those nearly forgotten sad emotions that I still harbored for the first and only guy I ever loved.

Of course, the depressing song on the radio wasn’t helping matters.

During the reunion meal and the drinks that came before and after, I had hardly been able to tear my eyes away from Scott. His straw-colored blonde hair still fell over his gorgeous blue eyes. His movie-star good looks had not faded. He was still in perfect form. If anything, his body was even more muscular and broad than before.

He looked even better than he had in high school! And now, I was sitting behind the wheel of my car on this lonely highway eating my heart out…

Although I had looked