It never ceases to amaze me that you don't get many reviews. This is absolutely wonderful. Your similies and analogies are so real and descriptive, and I feel the emotions that Gerard and Frank do, and it's all so...there. Materialized. And the characters are so honest, so true and tangible and unsympathetically odd. They're not your average guys- Gerard in particular-, and yet, there's something so...everybody [not that that's an adjective] about them. They're each the very representation of emotions nobody wants to admit to feeling. Gerard is the extreme oversimplification of anger, pain, frustration, confusion, violence, and sorrow, and Frank just IS beauty, in every way, as is this story.