Chapter 59
“A dozen long stemmed red
roses, please,” Paul said once he’d gained the cool and quiet
interior of the shop.
“They’re not cheap I’m
afraid—” the young lady shopkeeper said.
“I know, but—” Paul
blushed.
“Ah, I see.” The woman
smiled.
Paul felt his silly grin
come back.
As she wrapped the
flowers, the florist said, “She’s a lucky lady. Wish someone would
buy me red roses.”
“Uh,” Paul hesitated, then
went on boldly. “Actually it’s a him. And I’m the lucky
one.”
“Oh.” It was the florist’s
turn to blush.
Paul had had plenty of
practice at announcing that he was in love with another man.
Trevor’s reaction had been the most crucial of course, and despite
a few hairy moments, Trevor had stuck pretty much to the script
that Gary had laid out.
Paul had worried about
telling his mates on the cricket team. As he suspected Pete was
great about it, even razzing him about how it had taken him long
enough. Thommo’s reaction was anti-climactic. All he got by way of