Chapter 6

Keir turned to the final page and struggled to decipher the cramped writing until he found the words that chilled him.

Conversion therapy.

Memories, in all their sensory glory, flooded his mind. All the fear and hatred he’d thought was long extinguished flared to detailed brilliance. His heart pounded against his ribs, and his fingers went cold. This was the closest he’d come to a panic attack in years. With a trembling hand, he reached for his glass and drained it as he admonished himself to calm down. Nothing but a memory. Not real. Not now.

After a few minutes of controlled breathing, he reread the last journal entry. Ethan had come out to hisparents. They’d reacted by enrolling him in a church conversion therapy program to “pray the gay” out of him over spring break.

Someone needed to do something.

Someone needed to stop this.

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