Chapter Nine
Summer 2000
For the rest of that school year they didn’t really speak again. Every time Greg thought he knew what to say, a flood of contradictory thoughts seemed to fill his head. It was so f****d up!
When they’d been going out together Greg had assumed they’d make love when the time was right for them both. But he was determined not to rush Gemma into that type of relationship. But now they were apart Greg found himself obsessing about making love to her – to kiss her; to f**k her! As that need grew, so Greg’s self-loathing grew with it – he told himself that he was just like other men who ogled girls like Gemma; and he’d thought he was better than that.
Greg still went to the hospice but deliberately chose different days from Gemma now. The kids weren’t quite as impress
