Maybe You Can Go Back
A short story about love and reconciling.
Completed
I am the man who you met at the party. The one you talked with, laughed with, the man you went home with. I am the man you chatted with all night on your couch, the man who didn't touch you.
I woke up in a lab. I don't know anything about myself and I'm not sure that I want to. I don't even know my own name, or what I'm doing here. There are other children here, too, some younger than me and some that are older; but none of them are...normal. We are all different in some way. I'm the only one that can tal...