away from the community, and I intended to use it to figure things out.” Robbie listened intently as the chair scraped on the floor again, and Robbie listened for other movement, but the house remained quiet except for the sound of water running upstairs. “I was lucky. The first night, I didn’t have a place to stay and happened upon a barn. Geoff found me sleeping in a stall and gave me a job. Best day of my life.”
“But how….” Robbie’s frustration seemed to bubble out, and he felt Eli’s reassuring hand on his.
“When I met Geoff, I felt happy, peaceful, and I just knew almost from the first. Deep down I knew it was right. The hard part was allowing myself to accept it.” Robbie felt Eli’s reassurance again. “Geoff helped me understand that being gay isn’t about liking boy bits or girl bits—it’s about who you fall in love with, who you want to spend the rest of your life with, and I couldn’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone other than Geoff.” The deep emotion in Eli’s voice caught Robbie off guard for a second. “Do your parents know about you?”
“No, and they never can for their own sake. They’d be guilty by association, and some in their community would shun them. There are already people in the community who treat them differently because I left. I love Geoff, and my life is here, but I don’t want them hurt because of it. Do your parents know about you?”
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“God no!” Robbie let his head bow forward. “I can’t be gay, I just can’t.” He thought he was going to start to cry, and he held it in because that would be just too embarrassing.
“It’s not something you get to choose, but it is something you can choose to accept.” Robbie felt Eli’s fingers lift his chin. It was such a strange gesture for him because his family never cared if he was looking toward them. They only cared if he was listening to them. “I’ll tell you this, once I figured out who and what I was and accepted it, I was happier than I’d ever been in my life.”
“Yeah?” Robbie felt a glimmer of home spring from deep inside him.
“Absolutely. Geoff told me once that part of being gay is the journey to accept who you are. It’s often not an easy journey, but once you make it, you’re stronger and happier because of it.” Footsteps in the house signaled the end of their conversation, and Robbie heard Eli get up and begin moving around the room.
“You won’t say anything to anyone, will you?”
“Of course not, but think about what I said.” Robbie felt a light pat on his shoulder and heard Joey walk into the room. “Joey, would you run out to the barn and tell Geoff that dinner will be ready in a few minutes?”
Robbie’s phone rang, the now very familiar ringtone signaling another call from his mother. “Hi, Mama.” He really didn’t feel like talking to her now. What he really wanted was some alone time to think. What he wanted more than anything was some time with his violin. Maybe after dinner he could ask where he could rehearse.
“Everything’s fine.”
“I’m glad, honey. Your father and I are just about to go out, and I wanted to call and make sure you knew where we’d be if you needed us.” “I’m fine, and if I need anything, the people I’m staying with will help me. They’re really nice, Mama.” He purposely avoided 32 Love Means … NO Boundaries
telling her about the farm and Geoff, Eli, and Joey. He knew she’d freak on so many levels. “You don’t need to call all the time. I’m fine.”
“I don’t mind, dear.” The woman could be completely oblivious sometimes. “I want to know you’re okay.” Fine, but calling three times a day is a bit excessive.
“I know, Mama, but I need to go. It’s almost time for dinner.” He said his goodbyes and hung up the phone as the back door opened.
Dinner was fascinating for Robbie, with everyone talking about what they’d done that day. Joey went on and on about how