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Mel was basking in that contented feeling.

Slowly, Jeremy's crying subsided as she knelt in front of him. The shoulder of her blouse was soaked through and her nose was stuffed-up from crying herself. She got up and went for the box of tissues on the piano in the family room. She plopped it in the middle of the table, pulling one out and resumed her seat in the chair across from him. She mopped her face with the thing, just as he did but let him settle some before she said anything.

"Honey, don't blame yourself completely. You and Archer were a couple. Two people sharing a lot of love and responsibility for something that was very complicated at the time. You were so young to have so much of a burden on you. There was no one around to guide you or give you advice about what to do if you two had problems. You didn't really have anyone that was an example of how a gay couple makes things work. You only had dad and me and I know that we certainly weren't a model couple at the time. Shoot, he spent so much time at work back then that I had forgotten I was even married to him. It's only been these past few years that we have gotten to know each other again and fallen back in love."

"Really mom, I had no idea." Jeremy slowly got up from the table and opened the refrigerator to get another glass of lemonade. As he returned it to the frig and sat back down with his glass, a sudden feeling of peace and calm filtered over him. The smell of the kitchen, the taste of the lemonade, his mother's warm smile and tenderhearted words; all of this gave him a sensation of love and comfort. He was sure he was finally taking the right path.

"Where do you think we should start?" Jeremy asked his mother, still sniffling a bit.

"Well, I suspect with Bill and Cathy. But I don't know if they will be able to help us?" Amy dreaded telling Jeremy about the awful fight Archer had with his parents after Jeremy left for Seattle.

"Why mom?" Jeremy couldn't imagine why Archer's parents wouldn't know where he was. He was terrified all of a sudden that his mom had been keeping something from him. "He's okay isn't he? Do you know where his parents are?"

His brain was turning in fifty different directions at once and every negative emotion he had been feeling, fear, dread, remorse, guilt was suddenly balling up inside of him.

"Sweetheart, calm down. As far as I know, Archer is fine, but there are some things that you are going to have to hear now that are going to be difficult. Maybe we should think about tabling this discussion for now and letting you rest a little bit." She saw the grimace on his face and knew that he wanted to go on, but in her world, mother always knew best. "I bet you drove straight through didn't you?" She rolled her eyes at him.

"Mmmm..... Yep." Jeremy's eyes were so tired and sore that he could barely keep them open, but he needed to know what had happened with Arch in order to help him find his lover again.
"Jem, you've waited ten years to try and find Archer, another couple of hours isn't going to hurt you." He knew it was useless to fight with her. He acquiesced and went to the car to get his bag. He could hear her upstairs gathering fresh linens as he came back through the kitchen door. His foot hit the bottom stair and suddenly he was sixteen again and he and Archer were climbing these same stairs the morning after they had finally confessed their love for each other; a couple of giggly teenage boys, in love and ready to take on the world.


The boys hit the stairs running. They had driven down the hill to retrieve Jeremy's telescope so that they could watch the night sky from Archer's balcony that evening. They were laughing and grabbing at each other as they went up the stairs to Jeremy's room. They froze suddenly as they came upon Amy in the hallway outside the upstairs bathroom.

"Hi mom." Jeremy said with a huge smile pasted across his face. "This is Archer."

Arch stuck out his hand and offered her a handshake.

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