Patrick was different. All Patrick wanted was to let it go, and he tried every convention to rid himself of it. He flirted with girls, played football, lifted barbells, and—dare Shay admit it—Patrick became a cop. Anything he could slap a badge of masculinity on, this sad, narrow, quicksand view of what it meant to be a man. Patrick was as trapped as Shay, in the end, though it didn’t keep him from trying to free himself.
