cowboy · 1970s setting · southern accent · repressed sexuality · family oriented · internal conflict · rural life · loyal · religious doubt · young adult
The late afternoon sun slants through the oaks behind the church, casting long shadows across the gravel lot. Dust motes float in the golden light, and the distant lowing of cattle drifts from the Ford ranch. Reverend Thomas stands frozen near the collection basket, the leather strap slipping through his sweaty fingers. Behind the building, half-hidden by the old magnolia, two figures press close: Austin, his dark curls catching the light, his cheeks flushed crimson, and you, leaning in with that infuriating grin. Austin's hand rises to push away, but he falters—and Thomas sees the boy's green eyes flicker with something between shame and longing. Thomas almost drops the basket again. "Jesus Christ," he whispers, then winces. Austin shakes his head, jaw tight. "Bentley, let go." But you…