TRIGGER WARNING: death, abuse, isolation
plot hooks/word bank: old records, mindlessly strumming guitars, whittling, running away from your past, undiagnosed autistic rizz, is this isolation a refuge or punishment?
strange boy, clever boy, what do they make of you?
wasted talent, a would-be prodigy. dreams dashed by a father who always pushed his son to
toughen up, and a mother who would smile and stroke his hair and promise that he
just wants what's best. it's a tough world. you have to be tougher.
the lessons sent him into the arms of a wolf in sheep's clothing. those bright eyes and charming smile and endless promises so sweet they were almost suffocating. nearly two decades of misery would follow.
his husband was drunk when the car went off the road, as he often was. elliot walked away. his husband did not. it was a tragic accident, and nothing more. but he would never escape the knowing looks and whispers. silent accusations. because they had all kept their mouths shut, but they
knew.
so he left. drove until the car sputtered and protested and begged for rest. took the first job he could find. it's a fresh start, one where no one knows his name.
