Monday, January 23, 2006

Today, We Make Stew.

His double had been tailing him all morning. The blue feather in his cap had given him away. It was a code they had all decided upon three years ago at the end of the summit. On that rooftop, as the storm raged and the world came down around their ears, it had seemed such a grand game. But if Julian was back in the waking world, the game would soon turn deadly serious.

Friday, January 20, 2006

Today, We Dance!

Steve lived in the far northern reaches of Ohio. Together, Lauren and I journeyed to his home for a long weekend. There we met his family, including his grandparents. Lovely people.
When the issue of sleeping arrangements arose, Steve told me, “I hope this doesn’t make you uncomfortable, but you are going to share a bed with me. My grandparents don’t know I’m gay, so if I share with Lauren as I normally would, it’s a scandal. If you and I sleep together, they just consider it fraternity."

Steve was one of three men with whom I shared a bed with that month. A record number for me.