Suzie’s House 546 : Emma’s Place III

“Wait. Just. One. Minute.” Pete glowered at her. “Are you assuming that either of us has ever had intimate relations with your husband? Just become we are gay does NOT mean we are loose! Either one of us.”

“Speak for yourself,” Gabe muttered. But then he ruined the sarcasm with a gentle smile directed at Emma’s mother. “Honey, we love your husband dearly, but not like that. Alright?”

Emma’s jaw… well, it couldn’t drop open because it had already hung loose the minute the two men converged on her mother. Gabe she knew, since he had spent a few weeks with them over summer vacation. Peter was more a figure of myth – the man Gabe called every night who made him look sad. The way they pounced on her mother amazed Emma

Or, more like the way her mother let them pounce on her amazed Emma. He mother hardly even hugged her family, let alone to wild and strange men. Then again, she wasn’t really hugging them back. She just stood there all stiff and let it happen.

“Anyway, we were hoping there might be a bit of floor space…?” Gabe looked around the room.

Reflexively, Emma looked around too. Her and the rest of the band all sat around staring. They didn’t have Justin or Katie with them, but they had Ben and Lisa, so they pretty much filled the living room.

“Oh. But….” The rest of what she wanted to say – about how there being so many was temporary and about how she was glad to see Gabe again. And how shocking the whole situation.

“We were just going.” Tracy rescued her by jumping up and talking. She grabbed Gene’s hand “Right?”

“Right.” Bruce got up. He grabbed Emma’s hand and helped her to her feet.

They all shuffled toward the door fast.

“Don’t stay out too late,” her father yelled as she joined the crowd around the door.

“Of course not, Daddy.” With a smile, she fled.

“Wow. That was even more exciting than a serial killer,” Ben said.

“That was w-weird.” She really couldn’t express to her friends just how weird it was.

“The look on your mother’s face! Classic.” Tracy started laughing and pretty quick so was everyone else.

“Yeah. The look.” All this time Emma had thought her father was more stiff. He used to be the one to lay down rules and cut no one any slack. Him hanging out the gay men? The kind that would run up and hug her mom? Impossible! But he had acted like they were all just old friends. It was her mother who got all pruney faced now. She almost wished she could have stayed to see that moment when her mother realized it.

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