Chapter 2: Rudy
“Don we now our gay apparel…” It was the day after Christmas, 2007. Surrounded by a mountain of clothes, shoes, and underwear, Rudy was straddling his sixteen year old cousin on the unmade bed they’d shared on Christmas night, neither of them wearing much. “Fa-la-la, fa-la-la, la-la-la!”
“Me gay? You wish,” Dondre said.
“Are you two working or goofing off?” Rudy’s father bellowed from downstairs.
“You think he knows?” Rudy whispered nervously.
“Goofing off,” Dondre yelled toward the floor.
Rudy tugged at his boxers in front as he anxiously awaited his father’s reply.
“Hey, at least I’m honest.” Dondre smirked up at him.
“Get back to work, and then come down for breakfast.”
Suddenly, Dondre flipped Rudy, taking the top position. “Ten more minutes!”
“Five!” Rudy’s f
