“Hell No! Oh shit, I don’t know… maybe but no, probably not.”
She saw the sudden tensing of Noah’s body and grew alarmed. All this talk about being gay
was unnerving to her and as much as she had tried to understand it, she just couldn’t grasp
it. How could her son be gay? Her husband was all man, even now after so many years of
marriage he still could make her weak at the knees, so how could Noah be gay? It sure as hell
didn’t come from her or Nate, so from where did he pick this up?
Her eyes were brimming with tears as she tried to play peacemaker once again. It wasn’t
easy either as she realized that in some way she just wanted to send Noah to his room and lock
the door until he came to his senses. Another part of her wanted to shake him and make him see
sense. It was all too confusing but this was her family, her husband and her son, so she
sighed and leaned forward, desperate to ease the tension between her two men.
“Noah, what your father is trying to say is that, well, we would have wanted to discuss
this with you more, and that, well, maybe for now we would have preferred you not to go, right
Nathan?”
“No Rachel, it isn’t like that. I don’t get this, Noah you never, how can you be that
way? You played sports, okay so you weren’t good at it, still you played it, you watch the
Monday night game with me, how can you be gay?”
“Gee I don’t know Dad, didn’t know being gay meant I couldn’t enjoy football or
sports, sorry.”
Just for a brief instant he wanted to reach out and slap the smug insolent look off his son’s face. That thought scared him more than the idea of Noah being gay did and he shivered a little, feeling the fear inside growing. How could he even
