When
Rick turned sixteen, he started working at a fast food sandwich
place. He came home one day and told me about a boy with whom he
worked. His parents had kicked him out of his home because he told
them he was gay. Rick then asked me what I would do if he came home
one day and told me he was gay. My heart dropped, I wasn't ready for
this! How would I handle it? I told him that it would break my heart;
however, it would never affect my love for him. He would also always
have a home as long as he kept the standards we tried to have in our
home. He didn't say anything else, but it was just one more little
thing that I hoped wasn't adding up. It made me sick to think that he
was putting out feelers to see if he would still have a home to come
home to. I know that must have been scary for him.
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