Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 7034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 35(@200wpm)___ 28(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 7034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 35(@200wpm)___ 28(@250wpm)___ 23(@300wpm)
Pieces is best read after you’ve read Pieces of You. It includes messages and illustrations from the Mclean House members.
Spoilers from The Game Series and The Renegades ahead.
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Lane fidgeted with the notebook. “Mr. West, I was wondering if you could ask the others to maybe write down memories and messages—something Shay can read when he comes home again?”
Oh, that was very sweet of him. “That’s a wonderful idea,” I answered. “I’ll leave it in the club area, and people can use it as a guestbook but for memories and well-wishes.”
He smiled timidly and nodded once. “Yeah. Thanks.”
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PART I
Hi, sweetheart.
Ican only imagine the outpouring of well-wishes and I-miss-yous you’ll receive. You deserve all of them and more. But I thought I could try to give you a laugh or two instead. So my plan is to share some of the silly stuff I’ve heard around the house lately.
A few of us, possibly those of us who identify as fussy Daddy Doms, have tried to remind the Littles—and everyone else—it’s okay to have fun here and there. Especially in the darkest of times, a laugh can offer energy to go on.
First up, Ash and Jordan. Allow me to set the scene. A morose group of friends gathered around the pool after a morning of scouring the news for updates. Nobody’s saying much. KC is comforting Noa. Colt goes for a quick swim, and Ash says he’s just gonna cool off for a beat. He stays in the water for a whopping thirty seconds before he decides to wash off the chlorine. Jordan goes over to be a good boy and help him in the outdoor shower.
All of a sudden, scaring off a flock of birds in the trees, Jordan screamed for all he was worth.
“What the—NO! No! You’re peeing on me!”
They had everyone’s attention, and Jordan wasn’t done. Still screaming in horror, he sprinted toward the house, the same words going on repeat.
“Daddy peed on me! Out of my way, Daddy peed on me!”
The look on Ash’s face said it all.
Mission accomplished.
He made his sadistic friends crack up.
FROM JACK & FRANKLIN
From Jack
Iremember one time you and Reese were sparring out on the lawn. It started raining heavily, but you two kept going at each other. You wouldn’t quit. Reese taunted you and tried to mindfuck you into surrender.
Your fight turned vicious, even though it was still evident he was coaching you to be your absolute strongest version of yourself. He was training you.
Preparing you, I suppose.
Macklin and I just huddled under an umbrella and stared. We saw the force you both put behind each blow, each kick, and how fast you were.
“You know you want it,” Reese growled. “Retreat! Give it up!”
I’ll never forget how you let the threat of defeat fuel you instead. Your determination is something else, Shay. Right there in the downpour, you ducked low to evade Reese’s kick, and you spun on him, hands balled into fists, and you all but roared your response.
“Retreat, hell!”
A guy like you can lose.
But your enemy better bring a whole fucking army.
I have no doubt we’ll see you again. And I have no doubt you’ll recover and come out on the other side even stronger.
Because that’s who you are.
From Franklin
I’ll admit I read Jack’s letter to you before I sat down to write something too.
I’m not sure what to say, though. His words ring true for me as well. You are such a strong young man, Shay.
More than that, you have two loving partners you feel safe with—to lower your guard with and to be vulnerable with.
Once you come home, I hope they will remind you that you don’t always have to be strong. Especially after what you’re going through now. I can’t even imagine.
If there’s anything I can do—actually, I will make offers in person once we see each other again.
You want another dog without asking your Owners? Call me. I’ll drive you to the shelter. A cat? Same thing. A chipmunk? I’ll borrow Noa for you.
I wish I could write something that actually helped or made something better.
May happiness and relief find you soon.
-Franklin
From Jack
With you gone, Macklin has completely gone off the rails. He made sandwiches with ham and banana. An hour later, he was pushing toast with ham steak and barbecued pineapple. I can’t fucking take it anymore. I also heard from Corey that Macklin tried to serve him fried chicken with pickled grape jelly.
So, new discovery about Macklin unlocked. When he’s worried sick about a friend, he becomes obsessed with pairing savory with sweet. The Extreme Version.
You better come home and restore the balance.
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