The Tales of Rick and Alec - 6. Epilogue

Andy and Carlos went to New York. Andy became one of the brightest stars on Broadway. He starred in one musical comedy after another until finally he was lured back to Hollywood to star in a non singing romantic comedy. Carlos was never without a gig in New York, but like Rick, he went back to school, where he studied statistics. When he and Andy moved to California, he got a well paying job with a major insurance company. Andy was often tempted by handsome gay men in his industry, but his heart remained strongly with Carlos. Carlos gave up his drag career to be a full time statistician.

Marty and Tyler finished college and became CPA’s. They started their own firm in Ft. Lauderdale, advertising heavily in the gay press. They never grew to be a large firm, but they were successful and lived a life free of financial stress in the city that they had grown to love.

Alec enjoyed a successful career in concerts and TV. His recordings often went platinum and he had more Grammies than he had room for on his shelves. He also won an Emmy for a TV variety special, and he actually did a cameo role in one of Andy’s musical films. After that he appeared in a movie of his own, but it wasn’t a comfortable venue for him, and he never made another film. Rick became a lawyer and was wooed by some of the best firms in the country. It was common knowledge that he was the partner of super star Alec Thomas, and these firms believed that his status would attract many clients. He chose a prestigious New York firm. He and Alec made New York their primary residence.

Once a year, come hell or high water, the six brothers took a week off and met at the Beverly Hills estate of Andy and Carlos. They spent the week naked around the pool. Carlos made sure that all the servants were young gay men. The brothers enjoyed sex amongst themselves all week, and often the young servant men joined in on the festivities.

One day, when Rick least expected it, he received a letter from his mother. He was shocked. It read:

Dear Richard.

I often see your picture in the paper with that handsome singer, Alec Thomas. My friends just adore him. I was able to trace you when I read that you now live in New York City. Your father forbids me to acknowledge that you exist. He remains ashamed of you.

I want you to know that I don’t feel that way. I had to obey your father’s wishes, but my heart is broken. I love you now as I loved you then.

I will be in the New York area without your father from Labor Day weekend until Sunday of the following weekend. My sister, your Aunt Clara, now lives in Cedarhurst on Long Island and I am spending the week with her.

I would so love to see you. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me and have dinner with me one evening? I’ll be arriving Friday afternoon before Labor Day. Please call me on my cell phone Friday evening. The number is 207-555-3478. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll take it to mean you don’t want to hear from me.

Your loving mother.

Rick cried for an hour and then called Alec, who was just finishing a gig in Atlantic City. Rick was crying so hard, Alec could barely understand him.

“I’ll be home the entire holiday weekend,” Alec said. We’ll call her and meet them in the city on Saturday evening for dinner. You should see as much of her as you can during the following week while I’m away. This is wonderful news.

Rick, his mother, his aunt, and Alec met at one of New York’s finest restaurants. The reunion was very tearful. Rick held his mother’s hand all through dinner. He was busy working on a big case, but he agreed to go out to Cedarhurst for dinner at Clara’s on Wednesday evening. The ladies were thrilled. Of course, Alec charmed both ladies. They were gushing all over the big star. Clara took pictures to show her friends whom she was certain would not believe this at all.

When they got ready to leave, Rick’s mother kissed Alec. “Thank you for taking such good care of my son and for loving him,” she said. Alec held her tight.

The ladies had come in to the city by railroad, but Alec arranged for a limousine to take them home. When they left the restaurant they were bombarded by flash bulbs. The paparazzi were out in force, but Rick covered his mother’s face lest his father ever see the pictures.

That night as they prepared for bed, Alec took Rick in his arms. “We did good, kid,” he said.

“Yeah,” Rick answered, “we did real good. We’ve come a long way from that bridge.”