that far, you won’t be going home tonight.’
‘Who are you?’ asked Bobby.
The man seemed amused. ‘You don’t recognise me?’
Bobby looked closely at him. The man was a stranger but somehow, yes, familiar. ‘Are we related?’ he asked.
The man took Bobby in his arms. Bobby, who was strong as steel and quick as a bird, was helpless. And then he realised he was so glad to be embraced by this man who was father, brother, lover. Deeply content, he rested his head on the man’s shoulder and slept in perfect peace.
Bobby was in his car, parked in the lot outside the station. He felt completely refreshed. He was not at all surprised by what had happened. He accepted it.
The next day, he took Mitch to dinner. At the restaurant, near the end of the meal, he told him he didn’t think they should get together any more.
‘Yeah ... well, too bad,’ said Mitch. ‘It’s been fun.’ He seemed to take it pretty well, no big deal, but when he said he was going to use the bathroom, he left the restaurant.
Bobby was sorry if he’d hurt Mitch. He didn’t want to hurt anyone ever again.
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