“Jim, I’m sorry. I didn’t have any business asking that question. I don’t know you well enough. Forgive me?”
At that point Grant felt drawn to Jake. The man was sensitive. Or else a real manipulator, Grant thought. Damn! What am I going to say to him? Remembering Franklin’s dictum, he opted for honesty.
“No problem. You know I’m gay, but few, and I mean very few others in Colby, know that. Though we live in the same town, we live in different worlds. The University has a liberal attitude toward gay people. And, as a matter of fact, quite a few openly gay men live in the community.” Grant thought of the owner of the city’s most prestigious restaurant, of the owner of the county’s most successful landscaping business, of a Toledo lawyer who lived in Colby. “But I’m just a cop. And however
