Today marks one year since “A Melody in Harmony” was released! Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed the book and helped make my Noah and Ronan Series what it has become. To celebrate, here is a short excerpt from the beginning of the book!
It was a typical, fall day in Henderson and Noah was working at his job at a small but popular bookstore. He wouldn’t say he enjoyed his job, but he tolerated it because he knew he had no choice. He was at least grateful that his boss, Mr. Shea, was nice — only because Mr. Shea didn’t know the truth about him, Noah figured. Mr. Shea was old, probably in his mid-60’s, and it had been made obvious to Noah that out of everyone in Henderson, the older citizens were the most “old-fashioned.”
Noah stood behind the counter, his back turned as he stocked a back shelf with new arrivals when the front door opened. Before he had the chance to turn around and greet the customer, Mr. Shea appeared from the back room.
“Ronan!?” Mr. Shea exclaimed, his heavy Irish accent apparent as he happily greeted the guy who had walked in.
“Grandpa!” the guy said back as he grabbed Mr. Shea in a hug. Noah watched from the corner of his eye. He had no idea that Mr. Shea had a grandson.
“I didn’t know you were back in town!” Mr. Shea said excitedly.
“Yeah, I got back this morning. I did a little wandering around town and now I’m here.” Ronan smiled.
“Your seanmhathair is going to be thrilled to see you.” Mr. Shea said.
“Well, the feeling’s mutual.” Ronan replied.
“So, are you in town long?” Mr. Shea asked in a hopeful tone.
Noah continued to eavesdrop as he stocked the shelf with books.
“I’m actually not sure yet. I guess we’ll have to see what awaits me here.” Ronan said.
“Or whom?” Mr. Shea added.
“I wish.” Ronan began. “But I don’t think I’ll find a boyfriend any time soon.”
Noah suddenly dropped all of the books he was holding when he heard what the guy said. He quickly turned around, slightly embarrassed when he noticed both Mr. Shea and Ronan staring at him.
“You okay, Noah?” Mr. Shea asked.
“Uh, yeah.” Noah said as he began to pick up the books.
He stood up to see Ronan standing in front of him with an extended hand. “I’m Ronan.” he smiled.
Noah placed the books on the counter before responding. “I’m Noah.” he then said as he shook Ronan’s hand.
“Nice to meet you, Noah. I’m always glad to see that my grandfather has such nice employees.” Ronan said.
“Uh, thanks.” Noah said. This guy was a little too confident and a little too friendly for his liking. Or maybe Noah just wasn’t used to it.
“You know, Garmhac,” Mr. Shea began, looking at Ronan. “I can probably take off if you want to go see your seanmhathair now.”
“I don’t want you to drop everything for me.” Ronan said.
“Nonsense, I can’t wait to see the look on your seanmhathair’s face when she sees you. It’s been far too long!” Mr. Shea said as he put his arm around his grandson.
“That is true. Remember how excited Grandma was the last time I came back to town? She was practically skipping around the house for a week.” Ronan laughed.
“Let’s go!” Mr. Shea said as he led his grandson out. “Noah, would you mind closing up later?” he then asked, turning back to Noah.
“Uh, yeah. Will do.” Noah nodded.
“Thanks!” Mr. Shea said before leaving the store.
Noah stayed standing there for a few seconds, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Mr. Shea had a grandson. And he’s… gay?