They retained the painted wooden sign that bore the name of the café for sentiments sake, and because it made them smile. What had been a Business with living accommodation became a full time home. They spent many happy hours together planning its conversion into a small but attractive residential property. Their status changed from commercial renters of a grade-two listed building to its proud owners. He chose to stay at the café with his partner Patrick Bell. Michael End could have moved away when riches came his way, but he didn’t. The Bell End ceased trading when one of the owners inherited a fortune from a distant relative and no longer needed to make a living from the sale of coffee, cake and sandwiches. The most unusual feature of the café, the thing that sets it apart from the rest of the pubs, shops and bars that cluster it, is that it isn’t a café, not anymore. The Bell End Café is situated at the very tip of Canal Street or Anal Street, as it’s more commonly known on account of it being the main street of a bustling city’s gay village. It's Christmas Eve and seventeen year old David Delaney has incurred the displeasure of his mentor and guide Patrick Bell by behaving irresponsibly, he did so deliberately, but the question is why? Note: this short story is now included in the 'Bittersweet Seasons' anthology
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