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Thursday, January 27, 2011

Majorca Flats -- 53


Luigi hadn't spoken to his parents again since then. And, as far as he could tell, nor had his grandmother. He stayed with her for nearly eighteen months. A year after he'd finished school and got a job, he moved out. He was nineteen. His thoughts were filled with men. With sex with men. And he simply couldn't bring his tricks home, to the house where his grandmother lived.
He made a point of visiting her at least once a week, and of taking her out to dinner in an Italian resto as often as he could afford it, not just because he loved her, but because now they were the only family each other had.
He was walking back from his grandmother’s house, in a good mood because Cody had just texted him saying, “Luvya, Lu,” when he saw a back he recognised.




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