
Matt ran home. He couldn’t believe that Aaron had suggested
playing strip Twister. The mere thought was arousing. He had spent the past
four years convincing himself that the events then had been an anomaly. There
was no way he could visit Aaron’s home. No way at all. He would just pretend
that nothing had happened. He’d gotten very good at that. His body protested
his decision.
Meghan was waiting for him in her room when he got home.
“Meghan, we need to talk.”
“Sure, Dad.”
“I want you to know that I can’t publically support your chosen
lifestyle.”
“It’s not a choice. I didn’t choose to love her. It’s the way I
am.”
“I know, but I’ll have to disown if you go through with it.”
“I love her. We’re getting married and that’s the end of it.”
“Meghan, honey, you’ll break your mother’s heart.”
“My mother doesn’t have a heart. I’ll be better off without her.
Abby’s parents love me. That’s all that matters.”
Matt was silent. He hated trying to talk her out of this. His
back ached with the memory of his father ‘correcting’ his deviant behavior. “I
just don’t want to see you hurt.”
“I’ll hurt more by pretending to be someone I’m not. I know it
won’t be easy, but it feels like the right thing to do for me. Please try to
understand, Dad,” Meghan pleaded.
Matt slowly walked out the door. If Ariel had her way, Matt
would never see his daughter again. Never see his grandchildren. Silent tears
streaked his face as he mourned all the memories he would never have. He wasn’t
brave enough, strong enough to walk away from his life and start new. Walking
away had broken Austin, he hoped that it wouldn’t break Meghan.
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