“Fuck, I’d forgotten how big Mount Rainier
actually is.”
“Yeah.” Mason continued to stroke Parker’s
hair. “And if you look over there you can see Mount Hood, and the
one with the top cut off it is Mount St. Helens.”
The two boys fell into silence, enjoying the
warmth of the sun, each other’s company and the spectacular
mountain view.
* * * *
The sun was sinking toward the horizon by the
time Parker and Mason made it back to the cabin.
“What’s for supper?” Parker asked.
“Dunno, what would you like?” The gleam in
Parker’s eye told Mason food wasn’t foremost on his boyfriend’s
mind. “Horn-dog!”
“What can I say, you’re so irresistible.”
“And you’re so full of shit. Mom packed some
burgers and hot dogs, if you want those.”
“What about really getting back to the wild
and catching our own supper?”
“Huh?”
“Fish, Mase, fish. You know, those slippery
wet things that live in the water just outside.” Parker pointed his