Billy
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1999 ° All Rights Reserved
“Sure
would.... if they do. Maybe you and I can go down and watch?
Would you like that son?”
“Really?
That would be super.... but it’s a long ways off....”
“True...
and they do have to win enough games to get into the playoffs... but they
seem to have the talent....”
“Boy
they sure do.... specially that new transfer student.... number 85”
Billy’s
dad started laughing at that comment and slapped his son on the back, making
Billy jump forward and bump into the people ahead of him. He apologized for
his clumsiness and stared in amazement at his dad. What had gotten into him?
He was still laughing and looking at him like a Cheshire cat. Oh well, no
accounting for old people he thought as he made his way to the parking lot.
“Hang
on a second Billy.... we have to wait for someone. I promised his folks that
he could get a lift with us.”
“Okay...
who...” before he could finish his dad had disappeared into the crowd and
was gone. Typical dad these days. For the last week he had been acting
really strange, and come to think of it, so had Taylor who rarely missed a
game, but for some reason had begged off coming tonight. Wonder if he’s
found a new friend at college?
Billy
waited by his father’s car, a sad smile on his face once again as he
realized that Taylor would be gone now. He was going to be living on campus
rather than at home and commute to school. The talk they had late Friday
night last week wasn’t one of his best. He had cried then, and was close
to tears again with the thought that Taylor wouldn’t be home to give him
counsel or more importantly his love.
Sometimes
he wondered if maybe he was a freak of nature. Certainly according to all
the respected people what he and Taylor did wasn’t right, but who were
they to say?
They weren’t all alone in a world of pretty boys and artificial
breasts and everything else that went into making up the teen world. It
wasn’t easy these days being a kid and worse, being fairly certain that
you were gay.
If it hadn’t been for Taylor, there was no telling what he
would have done or worse yet, what might have happened to him.
If his dad ever found out, well, there was no doubt he’d be in for
it.
But that was almost 2 years ago now, and in those years he had at
least found comfort and solace with his big brother.
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