II. Jess
I’m gay. I think I am. You see, Alison was my first. She was kind of my best bud and when she finally told me:
Alison: Can you and me be something more than this?
I freaked out. It was her birthday. February 29. Yes, it only happens every four years. We usually celebrate it on May 1. But that day was special. It was her ACTUAL day. I couldn’t make her awful. I can’t lose her. I need her in a special way. Something I myself couldn’t understand.
I said ‘Yes..?’
Now, how can I tell my parents they won’t be having any grandkids from me? (They’ve been bugging me about this since I turned 24.)
