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.He would tell me how much he loved me and how it was all going to be all right.He’d say it didn’t matter—it made no difference whatsoever.Both of them loved me equally, and they both were equal parents to both of their children.The soft touch against the center of my back told me I was wrong about who had come.“Trevor,” I whispered.I rolled over and looked at him.His face was filled with compassion.“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he placed his palm against my chest.Sitting on the mattress beside me, he began to rub his hand back and forth.“I know how much you love your Dad.I know what he means to you.”“I love them both,” I said.And I meant it.The slow nod of his head told me he understood.“But you were always proud of the fact that all the things you like most about yourself are the characteristics you got from your Dad.You were a natural.It was in your genes.”“Yes.”“What if I told you that I see a lot of wonderful things about you that I know you didn’t get from your dad?”“Like what?”“You’re a straight A student in school.Practically a genius.”I laughed.“You’re kidding, right? I was failing two of my classes.”“Which you got caught up within two weeks after you sorted out your identity crisis.”“Trevor, that doesn’t prove anything, and it certainly doesn’t make me like Father.”“You pretend like you have no emotions, but really you do.I saw the tears in your eyes when I first told you I loved you.I know that you clung to your father when you were hurting most and cried in his arms.”“That’s not—”“And you have his temper.You do realize you get that from your Father, not your Dad.”“No, that’s not true.”“It is true.Your Father is emotive and very expressive of his feelings, and that includes anger.You’re exactly the same way.And you are proud of the fact that you aren’t anal like your father, but really you are.Look at your dresser drawers and how the socks are all arranged.Look at your CD collection.Look at how you keep your books so neatly lined up on the bookshelf.”“Trevor, stop! Are you trying to make me feel worse?”“Listen to me,” Trevor said as he reached up to wipe the tears from my cheeks.“You have two amazing parents who love you with their whole hearts.I would give anything to have either one of them for my dad.”My eyes grew wide as the words sunk in.“You were blessed with beautiful characteristics, some that you got from your dad and others from your father.You learned all about sports from your dad.You learned how to be competitive and how to fight.You learned how to stand up for what you believe and defend the ones you love.You learned how to mow the fucking lawn and how to barbeque the best steak this side of the Mississippi.” I had to laugh as he smiled down at me.“And… you also learned how to be sensitive.How to express your feelings.How to nurture and care for others.You learned how to give of yourself in a way that is so utterly unselfish that when I think about it, my heart could just burst.You are gentle and compassionate and generous.“Embrace the gifts you’ve received from both of your parents, Adam.Never forget how lucky you are.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead.“I’ll be downstairs kicking your cousin’s ass in Assassin’s Creed.” He then got up and slowly left the room.****An hour later, when I was finally brave enough to show my face again, I crept out of my room and headed back down to the living room.The only people there were my dads.Dad was sitting in his favorite chair, and Father was curled up on the end of the sofa.They each were having a glass of wine.They both turned and looked up at me, and each of them gave me a warm smile.Slowly I stepped toward him, hanging my head, partially out of shame and partially because I knew that to look him in the eye would reduce me again to tears.I slid beside him on the sofa and wrapped my arms around him.“Daddy, I’m so sorry,” I whispered.“I love you.”Wrapping his arms around me, he rocked me back and forth, “Baby, we never meant to hurt you.”Soon Dad was on the other side of me, and I couldn’t decide which of them I wanted to hug more.I ended up taking turns.Elaine had already gone to bed.Brittany and her husband had gone back to the hotel.Their kids were spending the night at our house and were downstairs playing video games with Lisa and Trevor.I was content to stay right where I was, in between the two best parents in the world.Chapter Fifteen“It’s so cute the way Father is when he gets nervous like that,” Trevor said.I was thinking how cute Trevor was, and I liked that he’d started calling my dads “Dad” and “Father”.“Yeah,” I agreed.“He’s an amazing man.Hopefully someday I’ll be half the man that he is.”Trevor laughed and wrapped his arm around my waist.“I’d say you’re about ninety-eight percent there already.”I pulled him closer and kissed his forehead.“The hall looks spectacular, if I do say so myself.”“True dat.”Father, who was at the front of the hall giving directives to the caterers, turned and spotted us, motioning us over.“Uh oh,” I said, “come on.” I grabbed Trevor’s hand and led him across the room, weaving our way around the tables.“What are you boys doing just standing there? You’d better go get changed.We’re going to be having guests arriving any minute.”“Father, it’s only 5:15 and the party doesn’t start until seven.Plus, we need a ride home in order to change.”“Oh,” he said.He stopped fidgeting for a moment and looked at us, then glanced around the room.“You boys truly did a marvelous job on the decorations.”“Thanks,” Trevor said.Just then we heard someone behind us.“Jeff, my man!” Trevor and I turned around, and I saw Uncle Joey standing in the doorway.Father raised his hand and his face lit up.“Joey!” He rushed over to meet his friend and they embraced, slapping each other firmly on the back.“That’s Father’s best friend from school.You’d like him.He’s an engineer, knows everything about math.”“Oh really?” Trevor said.We waited for Father and Joey to get done greeting each other, then they stepped back toward us.I rushed over and hugged Uncle Joey who was a good six inches taller than me.I’d always remembered him as being tall and skinny and a little bit dorky looking, kinda like Bill Gates.I was thankful that Joey had arrived.It made it easier for Trevor and I to sneak away from father.Standing outside a couple minutes later, I texted Lisa and asked where she was.I told her we needed a ride back to the house [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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