Chapter 35Adam
I called Steve on Sunday evening, as soon as I’d gotten home after the big party at my folks’ house. f**k, it really had gone on all weekend.
“So how’d it go?” he asked.
“Ugh…” I groaned. “Total madhouse. Just like I figured. There were people there I hadn’t seen since I was a little kid.”
“Sounds like a good time!”
“Well, umm, sorta…”
“What do you mean?” Steve asked quietly. “What happened?”
“It’s no big deal, really. It’s just…”
“What?”
“Well, as soon as I got there, my parents took me aside and told me I couldn’t tell anyone else I think I might be gay.”
“Oh, no,” Steve groaned.
“Yeah. They still think it’s ‘just a phase.’ And most of my family is really religious, so they’re all big…”
“Homophobes?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, God, Adam. I’m so sorry.”
“Thanks. My dad and
