Chapter 2: Conversations

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• The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony    Chapter 90: One Chance

  He had no right to, he knew that, but Tony didn't care. As Dillon devolved into a fresh round of tears, Tony got up as he felt his own tears form. There was simply nothing for it, the kid could not be allowed to blame himself for Tony's horrid sins. Dillon jumped slightly when he wrapped his arms around him and hugged him close. It caused him a thousand more heartbre

• The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony    Chapter 89: Just Desserts

  Tony raced back up to the apartment when he realized he'd left his phone. Repeatedly, he called Dillon, over and over and over, but he went to voice-mail every time. Back and forth he paced in the living room. What could he

• The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony    Chapter 88: Destroyed

  A huge yawn escaped Tony's lips as he pulled into the closest spot that he could next to the building. For a moment after he turned off Harley's lights and engines, he sat and took a few breaths as he listened to the occasional creak of metal as her engine cooled off. The closer he had gotten to the apartment, the more anxious he became to see Dillon. At the same time however, he became more ashamed to show his face to him over his guilt. He had

• The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony    Chapter 87: Pillow Talks

  They laid on the bed in their small room at the Days Inn as they caught their breath. After they had heard the respective names of the people they really wanted come to each other's lips, they couldn't help but bust out in laughter. The sex was incredible and they both enjoyed themselves a lot, but they were both equally guilty. Tony had just lain with someone that wasn't Dillon

• The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony    Chapter 86: At Days Inn

  It was quite chilly and very dark when Tony pulled into the parking lot of the Days Inn Lisa had told him about. On his way there, she had texted him to just wait and she'd be there before a quarter to eight, after she took food to her mother. There was a sweet sincerity about her that Tony was drawn to, not to mention those breasts and that ass. It was rare to find

• The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony    Chapter 85: Black Don't Crack

  "Yea… uhh- It's just one day at a time, really… I was hooked on heroin myself after I got in a car wreck 'n couldn't get refills once I recovered… docs don't wean people off like they should. Got worse 'n worse over a couple years. Enough was enough when I forgot my kid's birthday in favour of gettin' high and fuckin' some skank two weeks ago. Charles found me the next morning when I was comin' down from that particularly wild