Henry Huggins Novels & Stories

“You look like you haven’t been outside for months.” Aidan agreed. Still, Henry had the ever-present sharpness in his eyes - cerulean blue – the most noticeable feature the brothers shared. Should he choose to lose his disguise of a middle-aged man going through a midlife crisis and opt for something more decent, he was as much a chick magnet as his brother. Henry smiled at his brother’s remark, then engulfed him in a hug. “It’s good to see you again.” “Good to see you too. Want to join us for dinner?” Hunter asked as he pulled away.