When I am done, I feel naked. Not vulnerable, exactly. But exposed. It has been almost five years since I have been honest about who I am. Five years since I wasn’t hiding something. I am almost lost without the need to lie. When I finish, Conor shifts. Comes to sit beside me and puts an arm around my shoulder. “You are here now,” he says softly. “We are all with you, brother.” Seanna smiles. Tara and Fearghus nod. And I know I am home.
WAHHHHHHHHHH
