Homo for the Holidays
Homo for the Holidays by Peg Thebois It had been twenty years since Jim had lay awake on Christmas Eve, unable to sleep, staring at the clock as it counted minute after minute. Unlike the eight year old boy he once was i wasn't eager excitement at the thought of what was under his tree that kept him up this time. The thing he needed most wouldn't be waiting for him in boxes and shiny wrapping, there was no job with a bow on it. He needed a new job and immediately, as it was he...