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Saving Jason

by

K.C. Wells

When David Merrow is given the task of finding a suitable soup kitchen so his company can improve their PR, he realizes he needs help. He turns to Jason Garton, the owner of the coffee house that David visits every morning. Funny how it took David so long to notice all the food and beverages Jason gives away to the homeless. Because until then, Jason had been almost invisible. 

But the more David learns about him, the more intrigued he becomes. There’s something about the selfless, lonely older man that pulls David in, and what began as work becomes so much more.

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Excerpt

For the next hour or so, fueled by three cups of coffee and fortified by a cream cheese and bacon bagel, David sat on the corner sofa, ostensibly reading his paper but in reality watching the scene unfolding in front of him. He estimated that maybe five or six men had come into the shop, all of them making straight for Silver-Haired Guy, and all of them receiving the same treatment. When another hour passed without another such customer, David figured the breakfast show was over.

What the hell is going on? Is this a regular occurrence?

He went back in his mind through all the times he’d eaten there. Had this happened before and he’d missed it? Suddenly he recalled the previous week, waiting his turn to pay, time slipping away from him as usual. There had been a man in front of him in the line, one who could have used a shower and a shave: David’s nose wrinkled at the memory. But what made him recall the incident was the vague recollection that yet again, no money had changed hands. He’d taken in the whole scene almost subconsciously, but it was still there. Now that he thought about it, that guy had been one of the six visitors to the shop that day.

Slowly he folded his paper and stared across at Silver-Haired Guy. The man was tall and lean, his hair a mix of gray and silver, his beard the same. He was maybe five eleven, with pale blue eyes, perhaps in his mid forties. David wondered how he’d managed to miss him all those times: the guy was just his type. Then it occurred to him that he was really seeing the man for the first time.

It was as if he’d been invisible up until that moment. But now that David’s eyes had been opened, he wanted to know more. No, scrap that—he needed to know more.

He got up and picked up his coffee cup, before strolling casually to the counter. The girl who was serving disappeared through a door, and then it was just David and the object of his interest. He handed over the cup. “Here you go.”

The silver fox smiled, and David liked how it reached his eyes, crinkling the skin around them. “Thank you. You good, or do you need a refill?” Those pale blue eyes sparkled. “The restroom is back there. I figure you’re going to need it soon.”

David laughed. “Yeah, I have had quite a lot to drink this morning, that is true.” He paused, unsure of how to continue. Oh, to hell with it. “Listen, can I ask you something?”

Those eyes appraised him. “Sure.”

“What’s with the freebies to those guys this morning? I couldn’t help noticing.”

The guy arched his eyebrows. “I’ve seen you here lots of times, haven’t I? I mean, that is you, every morning—usually moving at the speed of light, Monday to Friday—”

David chuckled. “Yeah, well, let’s just say I suffer from acute mind over mattress on weekdays.”

Another warm smile. “I thought that was you. Well, are you telling me in all that time, you’ve never noticed those guys before? I mean, I’ve only been giving them coffee and food for maybe three, four years, tops.” He grinned. “And you’ve just noticed. Today.”

David felt all kinds of foolish. “When you put it like that, I guess I haven’t been the most observant, have I?” He shook his head. “Anyone’d think I walk around with blinders on.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself. We all do it. Hell, I was just the same, until something opened my eyes.” His voice was tinged with some strong emotion that David couldn’t quite get a handle on. Before David could say another word, he pressed on. “Those guys are homeless—you could probably guess that much, I suppose—but apart from that, they’re all vets, believe it or not, and they all ended up on the streets. I don’t think it’s asking too much to make sure they get a hot drink and some food inside them every morning, do you?”

His words brought a lump to David’s throat. “No, sir,” he said softly. “But aren’t you worried your boss will catch you one of these days?”

The silver fox flashed him that warm smile. “The name out front is Garton’s Coffee Corner.” He held out his hand. “I’m Jason Garton.”

Now David really did feel like a prize fool. He took the extended hand and shook it. “I’m David Merrow. And I think it’s great what you’re doing, although I am a little surprised.”

“About what?”

David gave a casual shrug. “Well, I would have thought that if word gets around that there’s free coffee and goodies being handed out every morning, you’d be inundated with every homeless person for miles around lining up outside your shop.” He gestured toward the window. “And yet it was just them.”

Jason laughed. “They may be homeless but they’re not stupid. They know when they’re onto a good thing. If they spread the word, what would happen? You’re right, I’d have ’em lining up for blocks. At that rate, I’d soon go out of business, and then what would they do? No, they keep quiet. I can cope with five or six guys on a daily basis. Any more than that, and I’d have to rethink the situation. Besides, there are lots of places where they can get food and shelter. I should know—I volunteer in a soup kitchen.”

David stared at him. “Really? Then you might be able to help me with something.”

Jason glanced at the wooden clock on the wall. “I was about to take a break. How about you join me in a coffee—on me, this time—and we can have a chat.”

It was David’s turn to smile. “That sounds great. Mine’s an—”

Jason speared him with a look. “I think I know what you drink by now.” He grinned. “Now grab your favorite sofa and I’ll be over with coffee—and maybe some biscotti.”

David did as instructed. He couldn’t believe his luck. Perhaps Jason could give him some advice on where to look for a suitable shelter.

His Saturday was shaping up just fine.

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About K.C.

K.C. Wells author pic sBorn and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. WELLS always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way. K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, when the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter…. 

K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career. The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.  

And as for those men in love that she writes about? The list of stories just waiting to be written is getting longer… and longer…. 

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