Garrett pulled into his parking spot and nodded toward his apartment as they got out of the car. Once inside, Eron lowered himself to the davenport and Garrett plopped down next to him.
“I’ve been a jerk,” Eron said.
“We’re both confused. Don’t be so hard on yourself. It doesn’t help that we both have girlfriends and family that only want what they think is the best for us.”
“Do you and Johnette…you know…”
“Have sex? No. I used to tell myself it was because she was a respectable girl and we should wait.”
“And now?”
“Come on, you know the answer to that. What about you and Mary Ellen?”
“Same situation.”
“Eron, why did you come see me today?”
Eron had struggled with the same question. “As much as I don’t want to be queer, I want to be with you.”
“I understand that,” Garrett said after a while. “I don’t identify with the queens that live in the city.”
“What about our jobs? Our family?”
“Could we make it work?”