Just listen to this:

A group of students walking by stared at us. I kissed Roberta on the cheek. "Thank you so much." In another story, or from a different perspective, Roberta and I could’ve been lovers, braving the winter winds of the prairie to nestle next to each other and whisper words of comfort into each other’s ears. From the back, we must’ve looked like a picture out of another century, in old clothes with nothing but stone and grass around us. From the front, we looked like an interracial couple in modern times. But the reality of the situation existed only in our minds. We weren’t even in control of our own image: it was as if we existed only on film and were spinning frame by frame in front of the campus, being surveyed by a seedy collection of voyeurs.

I glared at her, the wind whipping my face and neck. She put her index finger in her mouth and gagged, and then pointed at me. She began walking away, then turned and held up two fingers. "Two days," she said, and then stuck her finger in her mouth again. I leaned against the gate and watched her walk away, trying to make my mind go blank. Everything in my brain was sinking, falling down to my toes, making my heart beat irregularly and my stomach cramp up. It was not death, it was not death... I imagined Victor hugging the toilet. I shook my head furiously. An image of Isabella with her legs spread and her cunt hooked up to the abortion machine, whatever that is. A scream, a whoosh, a thud. It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead, lie down.

"It is too bad!" he said.
"I felt totally alone, and like nobody cared!"
"Well, Tony, nobody knew the real story. You guys kept it secret." I almost added 'sort of' to the end of that, but caught myself in time.

"There's this feeling I have inside of me. It's a warm, enthusiastic feeling and it never leaves. It's centered at the base of my stomach and it leads me around all day on this wave of happiness and optimism that seems to go on forever and ever. I never thought life would feel this easy. Everything is working out for me! I don't know what to do with it. I don't know where to put all these feelings; no one ever tells you what to do when you have that feeling of complete satisfaction. I mean, what do you do?" She stared straight at me, and looked almost helpless, as if she were actually in need of guidance.

It's deep, sensitive, and moving.

You see life through the eyes of someone with whom you would think you had nothing in common... and shock! But for the inconsequential details, everything looks the same.

I liked this book a lot. Good stories about GLBT people are hard to come by !

A stunningly quick-witted and sincere first-person narrative...Like 'Catcher's' Holden Caulfield, Augie stubbornly, relentlessly struggles to make sense of a world that defies his logic, and seems determined to trump his every turn...With his novel, Rauscher has proven himself a master of first-person writing...stark, passionate honesty...mind-blowing exhiliration...a poetic intermingling of experiences and sensations...Matt Rauscher's strength and skill as a novelist make the reading a joy.

--The Independent Gay Writer, October 2005
Andrew Barriger, author of 'Finding Faith'

This book really captures the 90's midwest college spirit! And who doesn't love sexual tension on the first page?!? A truly engaging story with characters that you love (and love to hate). If you're looking for real characters with real flaws dealing with real situations, look no further. THis one comes highly recommended!

I flew through this book and loved it! It was an entertaining, fun, well-written story. Anyone who went to college - especially in the midwest in the early ninties - will appreciate the characters and interactions in The Unborn Spouse Situation. I felt like I was back in school amongst some of the best friends of my life...finding your place in a new town, meeting different people, falling in love - the heartbreak - and of course, the sex. Highly recommended - and what a great title!