Lex almost laughed. “Oh, come on. No dad’d kill their own flesh and blood over somethin’ like that. They might disown ya, might cut ya outta their will, but kill ya?”
“No, really. I think he would. A kid I went to school with got caught jerkin’ off to a gay porn mag in the locker room john once. Well, my daddy, when he heard about it, said ‘that pervert shoulda been drowned like we do the runt pigs that ain’t fit to live.’He meant it, too.”
Realizing Trent was serious, Lex sat, just looking at his friend, trying to take in what he was saying. An overwhelming sadness came over him. Lex could see Trent really believed his dad would hate him that much if he knew his son was gay.
“That’s just talk,” Lex said, trying to make Trent feel better.