Rev looks at me sideways. “You want to go to Homecoming?” “With Rev?” says Geoff. His food still hangs suspended between the plate and his mouth. I can see the wheels turning in his head. It’s almost comical. He’s not homophobic at all. Instead, he’s probably trying to determine if there are signs he’s missed. “Not with Rev.” I cough to cover a laugh and stab at my plate, pushing food around.