Chapter 12
“In the time that we have left,” Nathaniel said out loud as he walked away from the schoolhouse.
Jonathan, you had not realized I meant ‘in the time left before the wedding.’ Now you do, Nathaniel thought and sighed.
Nathaniel’s anxiety was heightened by the thought. How could he give him up now that he had found him? He had waited so long: thirteen years. Thirteen years of looking, hoping, yes, even praying he would find a man, not just one with whom to do s****l things (he could find someone like that on the docks), but a man to love.
So deep in thought was he, that he did not realize he had come upon the meetinghouse with its somber visage. A small group of people had gathered outside, waiting for services to begin. It was early yet. Nathaniel considered walking right by
