“Oh, almost forgot. We picked up your mail from the mailbox on our way in,” Bess said, reaching into her large purse and pulling out a bunch of letters.
“Thanks. Probably just junk mail,” Barry said, quickly scanning the pile. He was relieved to see a card from his parents. When he’d told them about being in love with two men, they hadn’t understood. His mother had said she’d hoped Barry would have come home and settled down with a nice British boy. Barry hoped the Christmas card meant his mum and dad had come to terms with his decision and were giving him their blessing. But before he could over think the situation, the phone rang. Apologizing to Bess and Dennis, he answered.
“Hello, Double J Ranch.”
“Hello. Is that Barry?”
“Uh, yes.” It was unusual he got calls, especially on the landline.
“Thought so. I recognized your cute accent.”
Barry tried not to roll his eyes.
“This is Robb, the counselor from the men’s health clinic? Your test results are back.”