Maybe I Didn’t Do It

Brent Howard lives in a beachfront house halfway between 15th and 16th Streets on West Oceanfront.

There is always a party somewhere, and Brent loves parties. He goes to them to find love. When he finds love, he gives a party to celebrate. When he loses love, he gives a party to lament the loss. Sometimes, even the lost lover attends.

This has been Brent’s pattern for a decade so Brent knows the course of love is never smooth. Lately, he’s been wondering if there is a love out there for him or if love is merely a fantasy.

When Kemper Black storms into town, Brent’s cycle of love and loss takes a decidedly unexpected turn. Kemper turns out to be more than he ever hoped for or expected, and possibly more than he can handle. With Kemper, Brent will soon find his life balanced on a knife-edge.