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Gay Book 'The Locker'
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stolen his heart and he felt frightened as he saw the sadness written all over Dakota’s
face. Noah wasn’t sure what to say, as he stared at the trembling lower
lip of his friend, wondering why Dakota was saying this to him, and for a
brief moment he thought about AIDS and what it meant, and his mind recoiled,
wanting him to shift his body away, to move away so he wouldn’t be close
to Dakota, frightened that perhaps Dakota also had it, that it might rub off
on him too. His heart ached as it battled the unreasonable fear that welled
up inside of him, his eyes growing wide as they sought out signs, wondering
if there was something he had missed that would tell him if Dakota was also
infected, also doomed.
Noah “I am sorry, I uh, I mean… it must have been hard.”
He didn’t look at Noah, afraid to really as he could feel the fear reaching out, could feel
the revulsion coming from Noah and he sighed, knowing that maybe he had been
wrong in thinking that Noah would be different, in thinking that maybe he
did have a chance at something other than a fleeting memory of what love, of
what caring for someone else, could mean. Maybe he should just take him
home, letting his own dreams pass because he could feel the fear growing,
hearing it in each word that Noah hesitantly spoke.
Dakota “You know, you don’t really die from AIDS, it’s from the other stuff, still… I
think you would have liked him, I know he would have liked you, but…
anyhow, that’s why you got the condom quiz from mom.”
Noah “The condom, I mean, how did you…”
Dakota “They mean well, I guess its their way of trying to show, I mean… they don’t
want to go through it again… least, well… you know.”
Part of him wanted to reach out, to put his arms around
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