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About Borders

by Kathryn Scannell
32 pages / 7900 words
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Hooking up with a stranger in a bar is hard for a shy young doctor, but it’s the only option when not staying in the closet might get you killed. So Kevin has taken his first long weekend off from his job in Gaza City, and headed for Tel Aviv to find some action. Things are looking promising when he meets a handsome Israeli who seems just as interested as he is.

But it’s not so simple. David is an Israeli soldier, and Kevin may have noticed too much about a sensitive operation David was part of in Gaza City a few weeks ago. Is David’s interest genuine, or just a trick to get Kevin alone to find out what he knows?

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The man moved through the crowd of beefcake on the dance floor like a hot knife through butter. He didn't seem to be doing anything, but the waters of the crowded club quietly parted and then flowed back around when he'd passed through. He was definitely coming in Kevin's direction.

Their eyes met again. Kevin knew he'd seen those eyes before. They were maddeningly familiar. But where? This guy wasn't anyone from the hospital, and there was little chance of running into someone from Gaza City here. It was hard enough to cross the border with an American passport. If you were Palestinian, it was next to impossible.

Kevin closed his eyes for a moment, trying without success to place the memory. When he opened them he found the man watching him. Yes, there was definitely recognition there. This was someone he should know, and he couldn't remember where he'd met the man. He wracked his brain and took another drink.

Realization hit him in mid-swallow. They were the same eyes as the mysterious old woman who'd disappeared after she brought in the little girl two weeks ago. This man had been in his hospital, pretending to be a Palestinian woman. What the Hell? He inhaled a startled breath, and choked. Alcohol burned his sinuses, and his attempt at an elegant pickup dissolved into a coughing fit.

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