Chapter 20
Arlington, VA
18 January 2011
Sean
PAUL AND I REALLY enjoyed swimming and working out with Jared. He was only a couple of years older than we were, and we found ourselves liking him. We started out slowly in the pool, but by the end of the first week, we were up to half a mile of laps and heading toward our goal of a mile. A couple of weeks after our daily visits to the Y began, Paul and I were lying in bed on a Friday night, belly to belly. It was late, we’d turned out the lights, and were getting ready to go to sleep.
“Sean,” Paul said.
“What?”
“Do you think Jared is gay?” he said.
“What! The pride of the Marine Corps, gay? Bite your tongue.”
“I’m not kidding. Haven’t you noticed the way he looks at guys at the Y, particularly when we’re in the steam room? You know ho
