“I didn’t get to talk about it with my mom and dad,” I say. “Do you think they would have been okay?” “Okay with the gay?” “Okay with the gay,” he repeats. “Don’t feel like you can’t be honest just because my parents weren’t ideal about it.” “You sure-sure?” “I am sure-sure.” “My mom and dad always wanted me to be happy. I think they always felt guilty that they didn’t make more money to buy me whatever I wanted, so they did their best everywhere else. Like getting me a library card when I needed new books to read, or stealing printer paper from work so I could write my stories. So I don’t
...more
