by RJ Martin
Dwight’s mother gave him condoms to which he replied, “Do you think maybe I could kiss a guy first?”
We had such a good time we skipped our next classes and sat through another group’s lunch. What was the worst thing that would happen? Detention, together, that was punishment? As I helped finish his second bowl of Jell-O, it occurred to me I actually did get what I wanted after all. I felt full of the light from the mountain and planned on calling Nurse Rodney from the hospital after school. I would accept her offer if it wasn’t too late. I didn’t think it would be. The one good thing about being a teenager is adults expect mistakes. I was free to be myself and got there before the paranoia that was creeping into me—like about Chad and Darcy—really took hold. All I had to do was keep going this way, and I’d never be bitter toward anyone, even those who knew not what they did and disobeyed JC’s supreme directive: love each other.
“Why are you smiling?” Dwight was too as he said it.
“I’m a ray.”
About the Author
RJ MARTIN grew up in a teaming horde of a Catholic family in the foothills of the Adirondacks, and other than a few years in Los Angeles, he has lived in Brooklyn most of his adult life. He started writing stories while in kindergarten and has never stopped. He’s studied writing, in one form or another, while getting a bachelor’s at Skidmore and MFA from Columbia, for which he has almost finished paying. RJ tends to work in the afternoon but his best ideas come while slurping coffee on long morning walks with his dog.
He has been active in the LGBT Christian community, enjoys riding his bike without a stopwatch but to see the world around him, and hiking either in his north country home, on the coast in Down East Maine, or Joshua Tree National Park. His favorites: food cooked at a barbecue or in Italy, great conversations over coffee or dinner, and movies devoid of explosions or body counts. He is drawn to books with memorable characters, new insights about a place or profession, and a story that earns its upbeat ending.
His three goals in life were to live in New York City, to have a dog he didn’t have to share with his brothers and sisters, and to be a published author. While being very thankful he’s attained those three, RJ is thinking about another set of goals as well as the next idea for a story.
RJ Martin is also a blogger for the Huffington Post.
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Twitter: @rjmartinauthor
Blog: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/rj-martin/
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