Shay hummed as he drove to Dwayne’s house later that afternoon. On the seat beside him in a paper gift bag was Dwayne’s diploma. He happily anticipated seeing his lover and planning the next steps in the reuniting of their relationship as adults. As he pulled up in front of the house, he saw Mrs. Sayles working in her flower garden. He parked, picked up the bag containing the diploma, and got out of the car.
As he came up the walk, Mrs. Sayles rose and turned to look in his direction. A huge smile broke over her face.
“Shay!” she came to meet him and embraced him.
He kissed her on the cheek.
“My, you’ve grown into a fine looking young man,” she said when they separated and she had given him an appraising look. “Dwayne has done nothing but talk about you since he’s been home. He’s overj
