Chapter 40

“Yes, and in this weather, I hope he’s managed to get somewhere dry.”

I sighed inwardly when we were reduced to talking about the weather so soon in our conversation. I’d exhausted the topic of my promotion a few weeks earlier, so I had to scrabble around for the next few minutes to try and find other things to say. When the silences became too frequent we ended the call. I’m sure Mum was as relieved as I was that our weekly mother-son contact had been gotten through once again. Things were okay with my parents, we just weren’t very close. They accepted my homosexuality, but we had a silent agreement that it wouldn’t be discussed.

“Want to see what’s on the telly?” Mark asked after I’d ended the call.

I walked over and turned the set on. Using the remote control, I flipped through the channels. There was a documentary about polar bears, so we resumed our cuddle and watched it.

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