” “I see. But I believe you masturbate?” Connor sounded impatient now, with each word becoming quicker. “Well, I…uhm…but it’s normal anyway…right?” “Yes…I see. Yes, in private and on your own it is.” “Huh? What do you mean?” John was confused with what his father said. It’s like Connor was implying something… “Son, I need to emphasize that sex is done by MEN and WOMEN because they love each other. Get it? BOYS and GIRLS fall in love with each other, then when they grow up to be MEN and WOMEN they get into a relationship and they marry and become HUSBAND and WIFE. Then they become FATHER and MOTHER when they have children. That’s how life works alright?” “Dad…where are you going with this…?” John just had a sudden realization what his father’s repetitive emphasis meant to imply. Did his father know about him and William…? The young boy was now honestly scared, his pulse even quickened and he was starting to sweat. “Let me tell you a story, John. Back when I was the head of the. It was as if she was releasing me from the pledge I had made to her so long ago. That she was giving me her blessing to move on. I could now begin to build a life with another. Just before it got to dark to see, I emptied the Amaretto. Thought it would probably get me arrested if caught, I dug a small hole next to her stone. Inside that hole I placed the bottle and the two flutes. Then I done something I had not planned. I rolled up in that blanket and fell asleep. I would like to think it was my effort to spend one more night with Cindy. I don't know. Before dawn the birds began chirping, awaking me. I rose and before long the first rays of a new day were evident in the sky. Colors like the rainbow shown in the early morning light as darkness gave way to light. I placed the cooler and blanket in the car and returned to her grave. Kneeling, my hand caressed the outline of the angel on her stone. I cried. I prayed. I thanked the girl who I thought I was going to marry and grow old.
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