Fade to Gray by Emery C. Walters

Author:Emery C. Walters [Walters, Emery C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-08-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Thinking about it later, the gay vs. the gray, if you will. When we were young, we were all about the sex, just like Savin and Devon, and now? Now that we are gray (Herb and I both, only he has more of it), yeah, the sex is nice, but it’s loving. It’s love that I want, love that I miss, Richard. I don’t think I’m going to join you this trip, not until my time comes. And now that I’ve met Herb, and seen that there are always surprises and quite often excellent ones at that, I’m in no hurry to leave. I guess I got pretty short-sighted and sorry for myself there for a while. I’m going to try to do better, and you know what? Even if I hadn’t met Herb, and didn’t have Emmaline and my grandchild in my life, I could still put myself out there to find someone else who needs me, who could benefit by my presence. I hadn’t realized just how selfish I’d become.

I’d also like to see what happens to Savin. Does he get to go to an art history oriented college? Or wherever Mummy and Daddy pick. What will happen with him and Devon? And/or how long will that last. Days, months, years? And Eric, funny, courageous, deeper than you see Eric. Amazing. Goodnight. Maybe tomorrow Herb and I can have a sleepover. Tonight, we agreed, was too soon, and besides, just as we were giving each other that look that says, want another go around? Eric knocked on the door, and we let him in.

He said, pointing at Herb, “Come on, Grandpa, time for bed. To sleep.”

Then he blushed, but we knew he was just scared that he’d lost a friend. Or who knows, maybe more than a friend, maybe not, and I don’t care. As long as I’m in the equation there somewhere, that’s okay, too.

* * * *

Hey, we crossed the International Date Line again, and it’s the second Tuesday of next week! Well, this week, but that’s close enough. That’s what my dad always said when I asked if he’d buy me a bike or when something was going to happen. It took a lot longer than I’d like to tell for me to finally figure it out, that it wasn’t ever going to happen. Hey, look, here we are, Dad.

Very peaceful morning at sea, gray skies, clouds, and rainy horizons. I forced myself to eat breakfast (bacon, eggs, toast, fruit, chocolate croissants}, then took a bath in the skinny little thing they call an in-room Jacuzzi. There are four jets and, yes, two across from each other just like that woman I overheard told her husband. One of mine shoots straight up into the air like a water fountain. Once I finally settled in, I found that the room steward had moved my soap over to the sink, so I had to pry myself out again. First-world problems, sigh. Then a nap, then lunch

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