The Garçonnière
Ali MacLagan
The young man in my arms, singing to me as we dance, is the most important person in my life. We grew up together and for years he has been there for me during the darkest days of my long illness: entertaining me, telling me stories… singing to me. He is my best friend… no, my ONLY friend, although he shouldn’t be. I am the cherished son of a wealthy plantation owner, and he is an owned slave. In case it wasn’t clear in my prompt, I’m hoping this will be set at some point around the American Civil War
Photo Description:
Two shirtless men embrace as if dancing. One is a black man with shorn, dark hair; the other is white with blond hair. Each has one arm wrapped around the other’s body, while clasping their other hands together. The white man’s head is tilted toward his partner’s shoulder, while the black man appears to be whispering something in his ear.
This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's "Love is an Open Road" event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story.
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