That evening at dinner I eyed my phone as if my staring would make it ring.
It did not.
Jackson Ledbetter could have his pick of boyfriends in a swampy town like Tupelo. If he could find any. Mississippi gays knew how to blend into the scenery. And although Tupelo has a population of about forty thousand, “the gays” are hard to come by.
Charlie Pride explained on the radio that no one knows what goes on “Behind Closed Doors.” Then the Bellamy Brothers asked the eternal question: “If I Said You Had a Beautiful Body, Would You Hold It Against Me?”
Jackson had a beautiful body. Just the thought made me a bit horny and I nursed my cup of coffee as if it were a cold shower. Boy, I could shake that sugar tree.
I glanced at my clunker of a laptop, which was on the counter, closed, as it had
