Chapter 14

Catching my father and the stranger with my own eyes, I witnessed their bodies together: chest against chest; lips touching, parting, and touching again; arms wrapped around masculine shoulders and hips; necks entwined; foreheads connected. I witnessed my father in his lover’s arms, standing in the pouring rain as lightning flashed overhead and thunder beckoned their disclosed lust for each other. How extremely odd it was to stand in the Samoy Woods and see my father embrace another man, becoming affectionate with his tongue and fingers, lost in his hidden world.