She wriggled against him, obviously pleased. “So are you homey special?”
He frowned. He didn’t want to keep questioning her, but this one had him foxed. No combination of vowels or spoonerism made this one clear. Max barely moved his head but he answered as usual for her.
“She means ho-mo-sex-u-al.

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Mum calls you happy.” Emily giggled.
“Huh? I don’t know your Mom…” “She says men like you are happy!”
Garry stared at her, uncomprehending. He’d rarely felt less happy in his life.
“She means gay,” Max said, and now there was a grin on his face.

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He lives near me so we do some things together.” His throat felt tight. “Well, lots of things, actually. But of course we have our own lives. Both know it’s important we don’t get in each other’s way. It’s not like he needs me, needs my help for anything.”
“But you do.”
Garry turned his head so swiftly, he heard it crick.
“You need him,” Emily announced, gravely. “Don’t you?”
And while he desperately searched for something to say that would stop this right now, she peered carefully at his shoulders and neck.
“You need him to do your hair, to comb out those very nasty dangles. It’s difficult, I know. I can’t do my plates on my own.”
Max caught Garry’s eye. “Tangles,” he mouthed. “Plaits.

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He couldn't tell Zeke how they would be tomorrow, because he didn't know that answer yesterday, did he?

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