Brody Comes Home by Tim Mead

Author:Tim Mead [Mead, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2022-08-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Brody thought Justin seemed a little nervous. He concluded that probably meant Justin liked the guy.

“A guy, huh? So tell me about him.”

“Well, his name’s Gary. Gary Keller.” He paused.

It was unlike Justin to be reticent about anything.

“And?”

“He’s in my honors history class, and he’s really smart, and when we get a chance to talk we just go on and on, and he’s so interesting! And I’m sure he likes me.”

“That’s great. But is he gay?”

“Well, duh.”

“How do you know, have you two, uh—?”

“I knew the first time I saw him.”

“Pretty swish, is he?”

“No, dumbass, he’s not swish. And how retro is that word, anyway?”

“Sorry. So how did you know?”

“Sarge, you’re dumb as a stump sometimes. I’ve told you my gaydar is never wrong.”

“Watch who you’re calling dumb, squirt. And, yeah, I know you’ve said your gaydar is perfect, but you’re wrong about Dave Cromer, so I don’t believe it’s infallible.”

“Believe it! Anyway, Gary’s one of us, trust me.”

“Have you two done anything?”

The normally cocky Justin blushed.

“It’s really none of your business, but yeah, we’re gettin’ there.”

“You guys aren’t wasting any time, are you?”

“I knew from the beginning of the semester he liked me. I just sort of held him off as long as I could hope there was a chance with you.”

“I don’t know what to say.”

Justin grinned. “Okay, then just shut up and listen. We sit next to each other in history, and we hit it off from the beginning. I mean I found out right away that, like I said, he was smart and interesting and nice. So we were already starting to be good friends. We sat together at lunch, and sometimes we’d talk on the phone in the evenings.”

“How about weekends?”

“I was spending my Saturday mornings with you, if you remember.”

“Of course I remember.”

“Well, Friday nights Gary was never available because he plays trombone in the band. So he was always at football games. I even went to one of the home games alone so I could see him march. The bones are in the front rank, you know, and because he’s tall, almost as tall as you, he’s the right guide.” Justin took a sip of his beer and belched. “Sorry. So, anyway, after you made it clear that day in the park nothing was gonna happen between you and me, I asked him to go to the movies with me the next Saturday afternoon. And then we got something to eat at the food court in the mall. We just sat there and talked about the movie, and then about our families and what we liked to read and groups we liked and it seemed like we just sort of clicked, ya know?”

“Jus, that’s great!” Brody paused for a swallow of beer. “So he’s not into sports?”

“Well, he watches sports with his dad and his brother.”

“Oh.”

“What does that mean?”

“Nothing.”

“But he reads a lot and we like a lot of the same authors, and he writes poetry.”

“Ah, a poet.”

Justin smiled. “Yeah. He makes me look at things in a different way sometimes.

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