“Then tell me something,” I whispered.
“What is it?” Daddy asked.
“Say it. I want to hear the words straight from your lips. (No pun intended.) State the the secret once and for all,” I persisted.
He exhaled deeply.
‘Honey, I’m gay. Gay as in homosexual. As in I like other men,” he said finally.
The words were shocking to hear so bluntly, even though I had known the truth for ages. My hazy destiny was spelled out for me in a code that I could dicipher, but currently couldn’t translate.
Yet that didn’t matter for now. The important thing was that I had heard it in the first place, long before it was put to words. And I knew that I would remember it forever; though forever wasn’t over yet.