I hugged my torso, scrubbing my palms up and down my arms. The room was saturated with an early morning chill, so thick I could feel it seeping through my skin. They were piled all around him as he scratched at something on the floor with an old shovel. I discovered him upstairs in the room with the books. First, though, she must gain the trust of a man whose mind does not allow for such a thing.Įarly Sunday morning, I crawled out of bed in search of Grayson.

Angie must now come to Grayson’s rescue because the wicked that has been perpetrated on him is unconscionable. They form a friendship that blazes into an inconceivable love fired with erotic passion. Paranoid, he retreats into his own world.Īngie is determined to get through to him. Why would this wealthy, handsome man live in a house in such disrepair while his nine-teen year old son resides in a lavish penthouse? Why does he hide away from society? Why does he come to her rescue and then run away?Īngie learns that forty-four year old Grayson Whitmore suffers from schizophrenia. The man she finds is a gorgeous, sexy, middle-aged man– and he’s stepping out of the shower. But she’s concerned about the safety and health of the old man living under such horrid conditions.ĭespite warnings not to venture upstairs, she wanders up to the second floor. She had no idea the house was such a dump when she took the job.

He remains sequestered upstairs in a house that looks like it should be the main feature in an episode of Hoarders. The last thing twenty-four year old grad student Angie Roberts needs is to worry about her new boss’s father.

Grayson by Lisa Eugene