Author Name: Brynn Stein
Book Name: What No One Else Can Hear
Publisher: Dreamspinner
Cover Artist: Reese Dante
Release
Date: July 27, 2015
Blurb:
Young Stevie
Liston is diagnosed with autism, but is really an overwhelmed empath who
mentally called out for help. Jesse McKinnon heard him in a dream from clear
across the country, and that dream sent him on a six-year search to find
Stevie. Once they meet, they think everything will work out and Jesse will help
Stevie cope.
Stevie does
improve immensely, but a disgruntled coworker of Jesse's conspires with
Stevie's estranged but politically powerful father to keep Stevie and Jesse
apart with trumped-up legal charges claiming Jesse sexually abused the boy.
Jesse must watch helplessly as Stevie loses all the advances he's made.
If it wasn't for
his growing relationship with his coworker Drew Ferguson, Jesse knows he
wouldn't have the strength to fight for his rights and Stevie's future. Drew
just might be the real thing, but with the very real possibility of serving
jail time for a crime he didn't commit, Jesse's hopes for a future with Drew
might be doomed
Pages or Words: 220 pages
Categories: Contemporary, Crime Fiction,
Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Paranormal
Excerpt:
Prologue
I
COULDN’T believe it. I stood in the doorway of a child’s room on the third
floor of the Lynneville Center for Children with Autism after having been
hastily hired and sent up here. At first I was shocked to see dozens of
expertly drawn pictures of me taped up all over the walls. Then I noticed the
four worried-looking adults in the room, their attention focused on the bed. In
that bed, seemingly catatonic, was the very boy I’d been seeing in my dreams
for almost six years.
I
had been looking for Stevie all that time, but now that I had found him, I
realized that until that moment I’d always had the smallest doubt that he was
real—almost a hope that there wasn’t a suffering child who needed me, whom it
had taken me so long to find. All my energy for six years had been focused on
finding him, yet a niggling doubt had remained … until I stepped through that
doorway.
“Stevie,”
I whispered. “I finally found you.”
He
didn’t move; he only blinked on reflex. He simply lay on the bed, so still, and
stared at the ceiling. I knew I could help him. I moved to his side, nudging
the doctor out of the way, and touched his hand.
“Come on, man. Come on back now.” I put my
hand on his head, and Stevie immediately turned his head toward me. Though his
eyes were still a little unfocused, he had no trouble recognizing me.
“Hi,
Bear,” he said and reached out to be hugged, as he always had in my dreams.
It
was so natural for Stevie to talk to me and hug me that it didn’t occur to me
it might be strange for the staff gathered in Stevie’s room. They were suddenly
doing the best imitations of goldfish I had ever seen. The doctor and the other
man had comically wide eyes, while the two women looked almost ready to cry
from shock or maybe just relief.
The
older one, a lady in her forties, seemed to recognize my confusion. She came to
stand close to me and said in a hushed voice, “That’s the first time we’ve ever
heard him speak.”
He
always could, of course.
He
spoke to me all the time in my dreams.
He
finally let go and looked at me. “Bear, you’re here? You’re really here?” His
gaze scanned the room. “Not in the forest?”
“No,
buddy.” I laid him back down and rubbed his hand as I spoke. “Not in the forest
this time. We’re right here, in your room.”
Stevie
yawned and looked exhausted.
“Go
to sleep, big guy. I’m working at the center now, so I’ll be waiting for you
when you wake up.”
He
smiled and was asleep almost immediately.
By
that time the staff’s shock had worn off and curiosity had set in with a
vengeance. We barely stepped out of Stevie’s room before the never-ending
string of questions began.
“Bear?”
“Forest?” “Stevie can talk?” The questions bombarded me simultaneously.
We
all took seats in the living room area and I set about answering their
questions. I was hoping what they had just witnessed would keep them from
laughing me out of the room. The story I had to tell them was pretty
spectacular.
Dottie,
the lady in her forties, started things off by introducing me to the others.
Dr. Brown was the physician on staff and had been watching Stevie decline over
the last several months with no idea how to help him. Hank and Stacy were the
other staff members who had been in Stevie’s room. They, along with Dottie,
were support staff for the students who lived here, providing whatever
assistance they needed, with supervision and compassion. Other people working
on the hall that night wanted to hear as much of the story as possible, so they
came and went, working when needed, listening when they could, as did Dottie,
Hank, and Stacy.
“I
don’t even begin to know where to start asking questions,” Dr. Brown finally
admitted.
“The
beginning is always nice,” Stacy said.
I
smiled and thought Stacy had a good idea, so I told them about my first meeting
with Stevie.
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About the
author:
Brynn has always loved to write about strong male
characters and their close friendships. When she found the world of m/m
fiction, she fell in love. Finally, a way to bring those strong male characters
together and let those emotional connections spill over into deeper
relationships. Sometimes her characters go through the emotional wringer, but
they always have each other.
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