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“So I get to stay the night?” he asked excitedly.

“Yep,” Adam said, “And we’d better make the most of it, cuz it might be the last time for awhile.”

We sat around talking and laughing for the next hour.

Kane turned out to very funny and clever once he got used to everyone. Things got a little bogged down once when we started talked and reminiscing about Seth. We all cried a little, but eventually Kane and Adam got to telling anecdotes about Seth when he was younger and 108

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soon we were all laughing again, but now with a bitter-sweet undercurrent. Suddenly the doorbell rang again.

Everyone turned and looked at me.

“What?” I said.

“Another surprise?” Steve asked.

“If so, it isn’t mine,” I told them, “But I’ll go get it anyway.”

I got up off the couch and walked to the front door. I flipped on the light as I opened the door, then froze.

“Hi, Killian,” Asher said.

I stood staring at Asher with my mouth hanging open.

He was just about the last person I expected to see.

“Mom said you stopped by,” he said in the silence.

“Two days ago,” I answered.

“Look, can we talk?” he asked, “Either inside or out, it doesn’t matter, but I feel dumb standing at the door.”

I thought for a second then called into the house, “It’s for me. I’ll be a few minutes.”

I stepped out onto the porch without waiting for an answer, shutting the door behind me. I stared at him expectantly. He was wearing a green World Jungle jacket over a sweatshirt and cargo pants. I waited and he waited. Finally, I couldn’t stand the silence any more.

“So you said you wanted to talk?” I asked.

“Yeah, look, I’m sorry, Killian. I’m sorry I got mad the other day and I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you.

Adam explained to me how upset this whole thing has got you. How when something like that happens it scares you. Takes away your sense of safety and makes it harder for you to trust people.”

“He said all that?” I was amazed.

“Yeah. I guess I should’ve accepted it then, but I wasn’t ready. I’ve been thinking about it a lot, and I think I’m ready to forgive you and move on if you want to try.”

“I do want to try,” I told him, “but I don’t know.”

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“What do you mean you don’t know?” Asher said with confusion in his voice.

“What if every time we have a problem you run off like that? Plus after you told me all that stuff that Adam said, maybe I shouldn’t even be in a relationship right now. And I’m not ready to come out to the school. I don’t want to end up like Seth.”

I ended on a choked note and suddenly started crying. Why did I always seem to start bawling whenever Asher was around?

Asher stood awkwardly for a moment, then moved closer and wrapped his arms around me. I cried on his shoulder for about a minute before he started talking.

“As far as my running goes, I don’t know. I’ll try my best not to, but I don’t guess I can make any guarantees. It’s my personality. I hate conflict and I’ll do whatever I can to avoid it.”

“Like I enjoy it,” I sniffled into his arm.

“No, I know you don’t enjoy it, but you don’t run from it, either, like I do. Look how you stood up to Zack and Jesse and then your dad. But only you can know whether you are ready for a relationship or not, but I’m willing to take the risk if you are. And as far as coming out at school, I have no intentions of doing that whether we are together or not. Whatever you decide, I’m here for you.”

I nodded against his shoulder and pulled back a little so I could look into his face. I’d never really noticed his eyes before. They were an odd color, kind of a silvery-gray color. They were beautiful.

“What?” he asked.

“It’s...nothing,” I said, “Can I have some time to think about it? I’ll call you tomorrow after school. I promise.”

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he was gone.

I stood alone on the porch for a few minutes before going back inside. If anyone noticed that I’d been crying, they were all too polite to ask why. After a few more hours of talking, Adam announced that it was time for bed. This caused a bit more discussion about where Kane was going to sleep. Finally, it was decided that he would share my room. Steve, of course, was sleeping with Adam. We all took turns in the bathroom and then we went into our respective rooms.

Seth’s bed was pretty large, so Kane and I decided to share it instead of one of us having to sleep on the floor.

I was a little worried that he wouldn’t want to share a bed with a gay guy, but it didn’t seem to faze him in the least. We stripped down to our T-shirts and boxers and climbed into bed. I snapped out the light and we settled in, squirming and wiggling to get comfortable. We said our good nights and then silence fell.

Just as I was about to drift off, Kane cleared his throat.

“Thanks a lot for calling me, Killian.” he said quietly. “I don’t even know how to thank you.”

He sounded a bit choked up and for just the briefest second all I could think was, “Oh no, not more tears.”

Then I got a hold of myself and found my voice.

“You don’t have to thank me, Kane,” I told him, “I’m just glad to see how happy you guys are. This is the closest I’ve ever felt to what a real family must be like.

That’s all the thanks I need.”

“You are so awesome,” he said, still sounding a bit weepy. “Why are you living here?”

I decided to give him the condensed version, “My dad kicked me out when he found out I was gay.”

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just told him.”

“How did you know you were gay?” he asked me.

I thought for a minute. I guess all the questions were normal. This whole thing must be so confusing for him.

My heart went out to him as I thought about all he’d been through — losing his father and not seeing him for years, then losing his brother, first when he moved away and then in death, then finding out that both his father and his brother are gay.

Finally, I answered slowly, “You just know, really.

Seth told me that he thought I was. He kissed me and I freaked out, but afterwards it made me think and I realized that I knew I was in my heart. I had just been blind. Seth said the same thing; that he just knew.”

“I have to tell you something. Please don’t be mad at me,” he said.

Could he be gay too? Or maybe he actually hates gays and he’s going to tell me to go sleep on the couch. Or maybe...

“I went to check on you when you were gone for awhile tonight and saw that guy kiss you on the front porch. I didn’t mean to, like, spy on you or anything. I hope you’re not mad.”

“No, it’s okay,” I said quietly and with a little relief.

“Is he your boyfriend?” Boy, Kane was just full of questions.

“I don’t know. Maybe. His name is Asher. We’ve been friends since we were kids. He just told me recently that he’s had a crush on me for years. We’re still working stuff out. I don’t know if we’ll end up together or not.”

He was quiet for a while and I thought he must have gone to sleep so I started relaxing.

“I hope you find someone that makes you happy, Killian,” he said suddenly, making me jump. “You deserve that. You’re the nicest guy I’ve ever met. Will you be my big brother now that Seth is gone?”

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And then he was crying, of course. And by now we all know how easy I cry; it takes a lot less than that to get me started. I rolled over and wrapped my arms around him and just held him till he was cried out.

“Thanks,” he sniffled. I don’t usually act like this, really.”

“Kane, you don’t have to apologize to me. You’ve been through a lot and I would be more than honored to be your big brother.”

“I wish I lived with Dad,” he said wistfully. “Then I could be with you guys all the time.”

I gave him a final squeeze and then let go and rolled back over. “We’d better get some sleep now, Kane. I have school in the morning still.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Good night, Killian.”

“Good night, Kane.”

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How I ever got any sleep with that incredibly beautiful boy sleeping just inches from me I’ll never know, but I did. I slept like a rock. (A strange saying that. Just how do rocks sleep?)

All I could think about all day at school was what I was going to tell Asher when I got home. And when I wasn’t thinking about that, I was thinking about Kane.

He’d captured my attention in much the same way that Seth had, and yet they were so different. But why was I even worrying about Kane? He lived in Baltimore and, more importantly, he was straight.

As soon as school was over I rushed right back to Adam’s house, or what I was starting to think of as home. There was a strange car in the driveway when I got there.

When I got inside I found the queen of the fairies sitting on the couch in the living room. She could only be Seth and Kane’s mother. She was tiny, not just in height but also in weight. She couldn’t have been over five-foot tall, and if she weighed 100 lbs I’d be shocked. She had short, spiky fiery red hair and the same piercing green eyes that both Seth and Kane had shared. Her skin was as white and translucent as alabaster, in sharp contrast with her blood red lipstick. All in all, she looked as if she’d be quite at home with wings sprouting from 114

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her back.

She turned and looked at me with cold eyes and I realized that while they might be the same color as Seth and Kane’s, they held none of the warmth and compas-sion that was so evident in her sons’.

“And who might you be?” she asked me. Her voice was just as brittle and cold as her gaze.

“I’m Killian. Are you Mrs. Connelly?”

“Ms. Douglas. I stopped being Mrs. Connelly years ago.”

“Oh, well, I’ll go put this in my room,” I said as I backed out of the room.

“If you mean the room at the end of the hall, you might as well have a seat. My dear son Kane has locked himself in and refuses to come out. Adam has been talking to him for twenty minutes now. I’m getting ready to go find an axe and hack the damn door down.”

“Oh, um, maybe I can talk to him,” I said weakly. I spun around and ran upstairs. Sure enough, there was Adam sitting on the floor with his forehead against the door. He looked up when I appeared.

“Killian,” he said, “Maybe you could...” He pointed helplessly at the door. “He won’t open it.”

I tapped lightly on the door.

“God, why can’t you all just leave me alone?” came Kane’s anguished voice through the door.

“Kane?” I called back, “It’s Killian. Can I come in?”

There was no response for a while so I called again,

“Kane?”

“Okay,” he said finally, his voice muffled by the door,

“but if I let you in, only you can come in. Nobody else.”

I looked at Adam and he nodded.

“Deal,” I said.

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thrown himself across the bed face-first. I went over and sat down next to him. I didn’t say anything at first, but eventually, after he made no move to speak or even acknowledge my presence, I began to gently rub his back.

“Kane?” I said softly, “What’s wrong? How come you’re locked in here like this?”

He mumbled something into the bed, but I couldn’t understand him. It sounded vaguely like “I ate one.”

“What?” I asked.

He rolled over and looked up at me with red swollen eyes and a tear-stained face. “I said I hate her,” he clarified.

“Oh,” I said stupidly.

I didn’t know what else to say. Thank goodness, Kane didn’t need any prompting. He went on, “She waltzes in here and starts yelling at Dad, like it was his fault.

She was calling him names and saying dumb stuff. Then she told me to go get in the car. I said no, that I wanted to talk to her first. She said she didn’t care what I wanted, that I’d just better do what she said because I was in enough trouble already. I got mad and I yelled at her. I don’t even know what all I said. I told her I knew that she’d been lying to me all these years about how Dad didn’t want to see me. I told her that Seth was dead because of her and I didn’t want to live with her anymore. I said I hated her and I do.” He broke down crying again.

I felt so helpless. I reached out and smoothed his hair back from his forehead. He stretched his arms out to me and it felt as if my heart was being ripped apart.

How could a mother hurt her own child like this? I lay down next to him and he curled into me. I wrapped my arms around him and let him sob, just like the night before. He had so much pain bottled up inside him; he just needed to let it out. After a short time he sat up.

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“I have to go with her, don’t I?” he stated more than asked.

“Yeah,” I said as I sat up.

“I’ll be back, somehow,” he vowed. “Can I call you?”

“Of course. Any time.”

“Do you have e-mail?”

“I do at home, but I’ve never even used this one,” I said pointing to the computer on the desk in the corner.

“Well, if you have AOL like Seth did then you can use this computer, too, and we can talk. You just sign on as a guest. What’s your screen name?”

I told him and he wrote it on a notepad he found on the desk and stuck it in his pocket. He started for the door, but then he paused, turned, walked back to me and threw his arms around my neck for a big hug.

“Thank you,” he whispered into my ear.

“Like I said last night, there’s nothing to thank me for,” I told him.

He pulled away and wiped his face, although there was no hiding the fact that he’d been crying. He threw his shoulders back, lifted his chin high, and yanking open the door, marched resolutely down the stairs. I followed much less impressively behind.