The Third Musketeer by Arthur Cola
Author Arthur Cola and his family.
The character of Ryan O’Donnell is the fifth son in my new novel, The Brooch. He together with John and Rich Colonna are referred to as the Musketeers because of their escapades in the last novel of The Stone Cutter Genius in which his character is first presented. The dazzlingly handsome blond hair, blue eyed hunk brings on rapid beating hearts in the girls and envy in the boys. Alas those beating hearts are too no avail as Ryan would more appreciate that reaction from the guys. And yet he, despite his being gay, has no intention of being labeled as some kind of “fag.” He wants to prove himself as being a man though his 19 youthful years does provide a hurdle.
Sparksfly when he is first introduced to “Reg.” The “boys” often find themselves running interference between the two. In the sequence below the bond between Reg and Ryan is forming at the tomb of Michelangelo in Florence,Italy after a dramatic discovery is made.
Excerpt from the novel, The Brooch. Chapter 14: My Soul Felt Love.
Ryan’s blond hair against his now crimson face even in the approaching dusk hours created a halo effect around him…
“Ryan, come on over here. Take a look, that’s Reg over there on the floor.” Rich then assured everyone that what they saw was not another drama… at least not the usual kind. He emphasized that Ryan had nothing to do with what they were seeing, other than being a hero of sorts…
“Really, he said that about me?”
Ryan was getting rather pumped up about the possibility.
John decided that they needed to do something. He went to Elena, kissed her on the cheek and said they’d be right back. “Kathleen and Alun will show you around the Church. It’s cool and there are a lot of famous Italians buried here.” Then with a nod to Alun the three guys went to Reg.
Each took a seat on the floor encircling him and not saying a word. Reg could feel a presence and peeked up over his arms. His sunburned face matched his now blood shot eyes and his flaming red hair. “Oh Christ!”
“Careful Reg, you are in his house. He might answer,” quipped John.
It worked. Reg cracked a smile and apologized to the Lord as well. “So here I am crying like a baby again, while you studs fight guys out to kill you and steal historical artifacts.”
“John did he just call me a stud?”
“I believe so Ryan.”
“Well how about that. Hey Reg, I’d like to point out that you helped us in Wales fighting those very same dudes who wanted to hurt you too.”
Reg thanked Ryan but explained that fighting wasn’t the issue.
“I thought you were a fag, who only wanted you know what. I thought John and Rich were bull…,er liars exaggerating stories of their quest to find this Magi Ring with all kinds of power and magic in it. And here you are on a plaque for all the world to see that you were telling the truth.”
“Okay then, so we are kind of cool dudes, but hey we’re going to Rome. Who knows what we’ll find there,” Ryan nonchalantly stated.
John then took his arms pulled him up and the four of them arm in arm paraded down the center aisle toward the sanctuary area looking for the others.
(Find out what happens to Ryan and the other sons in the explosive encounter of love, history, legend and faith in the new novel: The Brooch. Watch for it on Kindle and order at www.feadaread.com).