TGWTDG doesn’t like sports. Is there anything sexier?
After the entire building finds out who I really am he seeks me out at my desk during lunch. He doesn’t ask me about my dad or my husband (as if).
He tells me about his parents.
“My dad was a catholic priest” He starts and then he looks at me and takes a deep breath. “My mother was a nun.”
The look of disbelief on my face causes him to chuckle.
He takes out 3 photos. One photo is of a priest, the next of a nun and the third photo is of a couple on their wedding day. The priest and the nun.
I burst out laughing and then try to apologize.
He waves my apology away.
“They are happy, still happy and in love.” He says. “That is what matters.”
He looks me right in the eye then. “I am sorry your parents didn’t have the happy ending.”
He comes over to my side of the desk and holds me. I had not realized that I was crying. It is the first time he holds me but I feel as though I belong.
Maybe this is why I met him. Maybe I needed to say that just because your birth is a mistake, doesn’t make you one too.
I don’t know. All I know is, at that point we hadn’t gone any further or crosses any lines and yet, it was already too late.