Chapter 4: Sunday in the Park
Alan was restless. He had spent the weekend around the house helping his parents with yard work. He helped his mother plant flowers, his dad get the lawn mower started and then washed out the garbage bins. Why anyone needed to clean garbage bins was beyond Alan. They only got dirty again. But his mother insisted.
Alan sat with his dad watching the end of a baseball game on TV. His dad had fallen asleep with Dusty on his lap. Bored, Alan tapped his fingers on his knees.
Ever since Friday night when he had finally given in to his persistent thoughts regarding his s****l desires he’d felt at loose ends. He’d struggled with questions regarding his orientation for the past several years and now it seemed the ambivalence was over. However, even now as he sat di
