If left to his own devices, Loren would take the easy route each time (when it comes to relationships, marriage, family, etc.) He's capable of so much more than he realizes and there's only one way to help him figure it out.
Loren will be a little traumatized. I mean, it's Loren. But like everything, he will figure it out. And you're right, Jay is right there. Loren's number one cheerleader.
Part One
Starting a Family
Jay
Contempt and anger stemming from utter disbelief hang thick in the air, making it hard to swallow.
Loren pushes away from the table and stands, knocking the heavy leather club chair on its back. This sudden outburst is a stark contrast to the stone of a man who sat next to me for the last hour. “I should’ve known better than to think that bringing a kid into this world was a good idea,” he snaps, his voice cold and venomous.
I open my mout
After years of resistance, Loren is ready to start a family. On the eve of their embryo transfer, he gets information that threatens to unravel everything.
A well written emotional tale that takes you on a ride of emotions. For myself, it was a sliver of history I didn’t know about. Even if you’re familiar with the realities, it’s hard to read. Dodger did a great job of showing the long lasting effects of discriminating laws.
I have a lot of respect for Anthony. He felt a lot of common emotions but I thought he kept a level head, considering.
If you have a minute and are ready to grapple with a difficult topic, this is the perfect story. Highly recommend.
I’m glad I left this story for last. As phenomenal as it was, it’s left me needing a little emotional recovery, which is a sure sign of a great story. The discrimination people faced/face always leaves a sour feeling in my gut. What Anthony and his friends endured, lasted a life time.
great story. Thank you.
True snippet from this morning:
Scene: Small PNW coastal town. Two people walking down 101 in biker leathers. At first glance, it looked like the guy wasn’t wearing pants under his chaps. Turns out, he was wearing tight khakis.
Me: “Oh God. I thought he wasn’t wearing pants.”
13y old shakes his head: “Psff. We’re not in Florida.”
What we’re you saying about PNW birken-socks and plaid?