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started – the small Texas town he swore he’d never step foot in again after making fast tracks to SMU. He’s not the young, gay kid he was when he left. He has a music degree now, with no job and is about to lose his dorm room…
    When an old friend has him coming back to where he started, Sam struggles to deal with muddled memories and an unexpected reality. Things in Alvarado aren’t exactly how he remembers them, and neither is his arch nemesis Cody Greene.
    The two men get stuck together by a promise, and the bitter memories that Sam had held onto for five years begin to unravel. When the dust settles, Sam and Cody have to decide if they can let go of the past to build a future.
    Right Back Where is a gay (m/m) romance set in Alvarado, Texas. Although part of a series set in Alvarado, it is a stand-alone story with a HEA and no cliffhangers. It deals with subject matter that may be offensive to some readers including bigotry, homosexuality, and yes – two men kissing. It’s also a story about hope, how a whole town can be changed by one event or one person, and that love at first sight can happen, even if you’re blind to it for a very long time.
    If an uplifting story about romance, laughter and overcoming preconceptions in a small Texas town sounds like your cup of tea, then welcome to Alvarado!
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    Right Back Where

    Five years later, almost to the very day, I’ve ended up right back where I started – the city limits of Alvarado, Texas. Staring at the wooden sign welcoming folks to the oldest town in Johnson County, it takes me a second to accept that I’m actually here – that I’ve actually come back to the place I swore to never step foot in again. It’s like the damn nightmare I used to wake up in cold sweats from those first weeks of my freshman year at SMU.
    The terror of finding myself right back where I started, like I’d never even left.
    Well, that’s not  entirely  true. I’m damn sure not the same eighteen-year-old boy that’d gotten on the bus two days before high school graduation and never looked out the back window. Okay, so I’m still too damn skinny, a bit on the short side and my blond hair never matured enough to let me grow a beard. But, I’m an adult, standing on my own two feet with a university degree in music education.
    That should mean something to help ease these damn nerves, right? Apparently not. I’m not sure that a small town like Alvarado cares about my degree, or that I’m an adult. No, I’m pretty sure the people living beyond this welcome sign don’t care about anything but farming, football and faggot-tipping.
    No one had five years ago, so why should now be any different?
    No one had, except Mrs. Greene. That woman is the sole reason I find myself parked off on the shoulder and staring at that damn painted sign which reads ‘ Welcome to Alvarado!’  … Unless you’re gay…  Okay, so that last part isn’t on there, but I’m sure it’s in the fine print somewhere.
    A car-horn blares as gravel crunches, startling me so much I tap the gas pedal, sending my used, silver Civic lurching forward. What the fuck? I’m not blocking traffic…
    Glancing up, I watch a red, beat-up pickup truck with oversized tires pulling alongside my car. Oh, this is wonderful. Not even inside the town limits yet, and I get the redneck welcoming party. Maybe if I don’t make eye contact-  shit. .. The guy’s rolled down his window and is looking at me expectantly. With a deep inhale and a small prayer, I lower my window.
    “Afternoon, son,” the man’s Texas drawl is as heavy as the double-chin he’s sporting, but his smile is friendly and familiar. “You lost?”
    “No, sir.” I do my best to return the smile, but I can feel my lips twitching with apprehension. Yeah, I know not  everyone  is a country-born asshole, but I’ve had a whole adolescence