Of Love and Feather Boas
By J.D. Walker
It was a Saturday night and almost time to close up shop after a busy day.
“You’ll say yes to me one day, Zachary Bodine.”
I rolled my eyes at my one remaining flirtatious customer, Lucius “Lucille” Lombardi. He was a popular drag queen and part owner of the club next door, which had opened four years ago.
Lucius had a store account to get costumes for himself and his employees. To be honest, if I thought my heart could ever be trusted to feel again, I’d have taken him up on his offer long ago. But that wasn’t going to happen.
There was no heat in my words, just resignation when I replied, “I’m not in the market for a boyfriend, and you know this.” I handed over his credit card and the receipt. “I’m sure you have lots of fans who are more than
