“Fay,” he says quietly. “What do you think you know about how my dad loved my mom?”
“I think she was his first and only love,” I say promptly, straightening my shoulders and staring at his face, wanting to see his reaction.
But Daniel just glances back down at his sandwich and takes another bite, as cryptic as his dad.
“What?” I ask, suddenly desperate to know. “Is that – is that not true?”
Daniel just shrugs, looking at me evenly. “I think…you should ask Kent,” he says. “I don’t think it’s my story to tell.”
And as I sit in silence, working through my feelings at this weird non-news, Daniel nods towards the clothes bag. “Should we put those on?” he asks, easily changing the subject as he so frequently does. “Or should we hang out in our pajamas, since we’re not allowed to go down until noon?”
“Well,” I say, stretching my arms languidly above my head. “considering that my pajamas are on the floor, and that I’m naked under this robe,” I say, nodding to where my warm flannel PJ’s are laying in a heap where Kent tossed them, “I think I’m going to get changed…”
“Oh, gross, Fay!” Daniel groans, spinning away from the sight of the pajamas and striding towards the bathroom. “I’m going in here for five minutes! And when I come out, I want all evidence of your evening cleaned up, and I never want to speak of it again!”
And then he slams the bathroom door shut and I laugh, standing up and working to straighten up the room to better protect Daniel’s delicate sensibilities.
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Kent hears Fay and Daniel come down the stairs just after noon and smiles a little, moving to the door, wanting to intercept them before they can go into the kitchen.
He leans against the doorframe and watches the two of them as they come down the stairs, lightly holding hands. Kent smirks at this, thinking that he’s happy as hell that his son is gay, because if anyone else held her hand like that…
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