Date: Sat, 17 Jan 2004 11:03:23 -0700
From: dragonwriter@comcast.net
Subject: Josh' Journey- part 6- Welcome to the Family

	Sunday morning I woke up late. Kel had wanted to celebrate our one
week anniversary, but neither of us had wanted to go out. My feet were too
tender to go to the club so we rented some videos and stayed up late
Saturday night eating chips and salsa, watching videos, and making love on
the TV room floor.  Sometime around 2 am we had stumbled upstairs and into
bed. I think we rolled around there making furious love as well, but my
memory was a bit blurred as far as which time was where!

	It was about 10 am when I woke up. I was alone in the middle of the
bed. The sun was flooding through the windows half blinding me.  Crystal
came over and stuck her nose in my face when she heard me moving around. I
scratched her ears and chin.

	"Where's your guy?" I asked. "And while we're on the topic, where's
mine?"

	I slid out of bed and winced when my right foot landed a little too
hard on the floor. My clothes from last night were most likely still on the
TV room floor. But a pair of my jeans was lying on the top of the laundry
heap by the closet. I pulled them on and buttoned the fly as I limped to
the door. I smelled coffee and the tantalizing smell of food wafting down
the hallway. Oddly enough, I felt hungry this morning.

	Kel was in the kitchen. Jazz music was coming from the boom box on
the bar. Crystal ran to Tova and nosed him, he licked her. She licked him
back, then went to check out the food bowls. Kel turned from the stove.

	"Good Morning!" He said waving a pancake turner. I dodged the
pancake turner and kissed him.

	"Careful with that thing," I said. "You could take a guy's nose
off."

	Kel grinned and put the pancake turner on the counter so he could
wrap his arms around my neck. I pulled him tight against me, burying my
face in his hair. He sighed as I kissed his neck. He smelled of coffee and
shampoo. Raising my head, I studied his face. The soft, rounded contours,
bright green eyes and full, sweet lips were enough to make me want to drag
him back down the hall to the bedroom. However, I opted instead for another
kiss.

	"Mmmm, I could get used to having a half naked man in my kitchen on
a Sunday morning," he said tucking my hair behind my ears. I grinned at
him.

	"Is that an invitation to move in?" I teased.

	"Maybe," he said ducking his head. Kel stepped back and I let go of
him.

	 He turned to the stove and moved the frying pan off the burner. He
moved so gracefully, almost flowing. His jeans rode low on his hips showing
a strip of elastic. In this light I could really see the scars on his
back. My stomach knotted watching him move, the scars seeming almost
animated from the pull of his muscles. I lightly brushed my fingers across
his back tracing the lines. He shivered and sighed in pleasure. The bruises
on his shoulder had faded. I wished the scars could do the same. I kissed
his shoulder. My hands slid lightly up his sides and across his pecs. His
nipples were hard. I brushed them with my thumbs. Kel hissed softly. I
chuckled and wrapped my arms around his waist.

	"Want some scrambled eggs?" Kel asked. "They have onions,
mushrooms, ham and bacon in them. I made enough for an army, I think."

	"Yumm." I answered.

	Kel reached up into the cupboard, his hair brushing my chest, and
brought down a couple of plates. The plates clattered pleasantly as he set
them on the counter reminding me of many meals back home. I stepped back
enough for him to move but didn't let go of him.

	 I reached for a coffee mug in the cupboard, one arm still around
his waist then kissed Kel again as I reached for the coffee
pot. Reluctantly I let go of him. I didn't want to accidentally burn either
of us since he was on my left side and I didn't trust my right hand to pour
a full coffee pot. I took a deep breath of the rich aroma rising out of the
mug. Somehow, coffee just seemed so much better smelling at Kel's.

	Kel handed me a plate piled high with eggs. I carried it and my
coffee mug to the table. Kel joined me carrying his plate, coffee mug and
enough silverware for us both . I helped him set the things down. He went
to the fridge and returned with a bottle of his salsa and the milk. I
smiled and thanked him before adding milk to my coffee.

	"I don't know if you Canadians put salsa on your eggs, but I do,"
he said with a wink.
	I reached for the bottle. "So does this Canadian!"

	Kel grinned. Together we ate eggs smothered in salsa and drank
coffee, enjoying each other's company.

	"I have to go to my apartment to get Xan's present," I said after a
while.

	"Okay," he mumbled through a mouthful of egg. He swallowed. " The
party's when?"

	"4," I said. "So I guess we should leave here by 3. That should
give us plenty of time."

	"More like 1, considerin what happened last time we went to your
apartment." Kel leered at me. I pretended to ignore him. Kel continued,
"Anyway, that should give me time to get some work done. If you don't
mind."

	"Of course not," I said. "I will read a book. Clean out my car. Or
something." I grinned.

	After eating and cleaning up, Kel finished dressing and then went
downstairs to work for a couple of hours. I went out to clean out my
car. Crystal came out with me which aggravated Tova greatly. I checked the
garage and found a dog chain coiled up and hanging on a hook. It wasn't
very long, maybe ten feet, but it would be long enough for Tova to be out
with us. I looped the chain around one of the porch pillars, said a short
fervent prayer that the pillar was stronger than the wolf, brought Tova out
and hooked him to the other end. He was not pleased that he couldn't run
but Crystal smothered him in affection and he calmed down.

	I opened the car doors and turned on the engine so I could safely
run the radio. My back seat was buried under a pile of sweaty work clothes
that needed washing at least a week ago! I carried them inside and
downstairs to the laundry room. Glancing in the den as I passed by, I saw
Kel slouched down in his chair with his feet up on the desk, reading a pile
of papers resting in his lap. He was sucking on the non pointed end of a
pencil. I wondered if there was an eraser in his mouth then decided I
probably didn't want to know if there was or not.  I smiled and went back
upstairs.

	I found a box of kitchen sized trash bags under the kitchen
sink. By the time I had cleaned my car of all the Jack in the Box wrappers,
soda cups and other fast food debris, plus envelopes and junk mail tossed
in the back seat and on the rear floor, the bag was nearly full. I carried
it around the side of the garage and stuffed it in the trash can.

	There was a small pile of receipts and bank statements on the
seat. I folded them in half and tucked them into the glove box. Crystal
climbed in the back seat and looked at me as if to say "Well? Let's get
moving!" I laughed and scratched her on the head.

	"Go on. Get out." I said gesturing to her. She jumped out. I had
the feeling looking at her that she was laughing at me. Under the passenger
seat I found her tennis ball. I whistled to her and threw it across the
lawn. She took off like a shot following the ball. Tova strained at his
chain and howled in frustration. Crystal brought the ball back. I took the
ball and threw it again. Tova howled again.

	I shut the car off and closed the doors, pocketing the
keys. Crystal brought the ball back, begging me to throw it again. I
ruffled her ears and walked to the house carrying her ball. She ran
alongside of me jumping and barking. I caught Tova by the collar and
unhooked the chain. He leaped toward Crystal and nearly pulled me over. How
Kel managed not to be dragged along behind him like a broken leash I
couldn't imagine! Somehow, I wrestled both canines inside and got the door
shut.

	Crystal and Tova both jumped and barked, begging me to continue to
play with them. I was worried that the noise would bother Kel and tried to
shush them. Which did no good, they just barked louder. But a romp did
sound fun. I held the ball up out of their reach and walked to the patio
doors. The canines beat me there, barking in excitement. As soon as I
opened the door they shot out into the yard, barking and leaping. The
rabbits in their cages scurried around nervously. Kel had built or had
someone else build a partition across the patio to keep Tova away from the
cages.

	I threw the ball out into the yard. The two canines took after
it. Kel's yard is wide left to right when standing on the patio but narrow
between the house and back fence. There was a large patch of weedy ground
on the right where Kel's parents had had a garden when he was young. Along
the back fence were hedges and trees and somewhere in the mess was a gate
to the neighboring property. Kel had told me that was the way he'd escape
his father for awhile, going to Mrs. Witsky's house for peace and
quiet. The patio was higher than the rest of the yard, I stepped down the
two steps into the yard.

	Crystal and Tova barreled into me in their excitement. I wobbled
but somehow managed to stay upright. Crystal leaped up on me licking my
face. I laughed and wrestled her to the ground. Tova growled. Crystal
barked at him. Was she telling him not to be such a party pooper, I
wondered. He nosed me and I scratched his chin.

	Pretty soon I was rolling around the yard wrestling with both
canines. I jumped to my feet bouncing side to side, being careful to not
land too hard on my right foot. Crystal leaped back and forth, then took
off running across the yard. She stopped dropping into a crouch. I stalked
toward her. She leaped up and ran around me in circles. Tova watched for a
few minutes then took off running, mimicking Crystal. Either way I spun
there was a dog or a wolf ready to jump. I feinted left and jumped
right. Crystal leaped to the left. She landed behind me. I was watching
Tova when suddenly something hit me in the knees. I went down in a heap and
was immediately piled on by both canines, licking my face and beating me
with dancing paws and wagging tails.

	Laughter floated across the yard. I turned my head and could see
jeans clad legs approaching. There was more laughter and the canines were
pushed aside. Kel's face hovered above me.

	"Having fun?" He asked with a silly lopsided grin.

	"Absolutely." I answered offering him my hand. Instead of letting
him pull me up, I pulled him down on top of me. Kel shrieked in surprise
and put his hands out to brace himself. I wasn't going to let him get hurt
though. He landed on top of me laughing.

	"You rogue!" he yelled pummeling my shoulders with his fists.

	But he was laughing so hard he missed me more often than not.  I
rolled him over, pinning him by the shoulders.  Kel laughed and ran his
fingers down my chest. I moaned and loosened my grip. He pulled backwards
to get away but Tova was blocking his escape. I grabbed him again and
started to tickle him. I had no idea if Kel was ticklish but it seemed like
a good move at the time. Kel exploded in laughter. He started thrashing and
pounding on my chest.

	"JOSH!" he yelled thrashing. "Stop it. No, don't! Josh! Stop!
Don't. Stop it."

	He twisted and thrashed under me, kicking his feet and laughing
harder.  I switched positions so I was sitting on him. He bucked and
thrashed under me. I leaned down until my face was inches from him. He
raised his head and our lips met. Fire flowed down my back and I relaxed my
grip on Kel. He bucked his hips and sent me flying sideways. Kel scrambled
to his feet and bounced away laughing. Crystal and Tova barked and ran to
him. I leaped to my feet and launched myself at him.

	He moved but not fast enough; I caught him around the waist. The
momentum of my launch spun us both in a circle. He sagged forward
laughing. I almost dropped him as his weight pulled us both down. My sore
foot sent shockwaves of pain across my heel and up my ankle as I tried to
steady us both. I grunted loudly. Tova pushed at my legs and down I went,
into a heap on top of Kel. I was afraid I might have hurt him and I
scrambled sideways. He was shaking from laughter. I scooted up behind Kel
and wrapped my legs around his waist. He leaned back against me panting and
laughing. I put my arms over his shoulders and rested my palms against his
belly.

	"Gotcha." I whispered in his ear. "I win!"

	"Oh God Josh, I haven't laughed that hard in I don't know HOW
long!" Kel said panting. He hiccupped, then hiccupped again. And again.

	"The hi.. iccu.. upps! How ju..hic..venile can you hic get!?" He
yelped.

	I started laughing, I couldn't help it: Kel was hiccupping and
yelping in mock annoyance and the dogs were barking, I was happier than I
had been since leaving home. The back of Kel's t shirt was streaked with
dirt and grass stains and my chest where it had rubbed the back of his
shirt was dirty.

	"What's all tis noise, huh?" The voice came from behind me. I
turned as did Kel. Tova bounded over to the back fence, woofing
excitedly. From between two hedges appeared a small elderly woman. She
looked ancient to me. She pat Tova on the head.

	"Yah, I was worried, Kel." She said in an accent that sounded sort
of German to me. "I hear all so much shouting and screaming. But ten I hear
laughing too."

	Kel scrambled to his feet. He put out a hand to help me up.

	"Good afternoon, Mrs. Witsky," he said. Kel pulled me upright and
looped his arm around my waist. He leaned his head against my shoulder. I
held him feeling the warmth of his body through the t-shirt.

	"Mrs. Witsky, this is Josh. Josh, Mrs. Witsky."

	She looked me up and down. Seeing a dirt streaked, sweaty Indian
with his arm around her surrogate son? She smiled.

	"He is a tall one. Quiet, yah?" She crossed the yard and held out
her hand. I took her hand surprised at how strong she was even though I
could feel all the bones in her hand

	"And has his own dog." She grinned at Kel. "Is good thing."

	Kel laughed and hugged the old woman. She hugged him
back. Mrs. Witsky looked up at me, her expression fiercely possessive. She
was a small woman with thick gray hair pulled back into a chignon. Her face
was heavily lined and wrinkled but her blue eyes were bright and twinkled.

	"My boy, he been hurt, many people hurt him." She glared up at
me. "You not hurt him." Her finger poked me in the middle of my chest. "You
hear, no hurting my boy."

	I closed her hand between my two much larger ones and raised it to
my cheek. Her hand was surprisingly soft against my cheek.

	"I promise Mrs. Witsky I have NO intentions of hurting Kel." I
kissed her hand.

	She sighed. "Is charming." She put her hands on her hips. "You no
be all words, you hear? I kick your ass you be all words." But she smiled
at me anyway.

	Kel laughed and hugged her again.

	"And she can do it, Josh. Believe me!"

	We talked for a little while longer. Mrs. Witsky and Crystal
admired each other. Kel laughed and talked rapidly telling her all about
"us". By the time she went back through the gate to her yard we had just
enough time for a quick shower before getting dressed to go to Xan's party.

	I had a tense moment while getting dressed when I realized my only
pair of clean jeans at Kel's was the pair I had put on that morning , now
dirty and covered in dog and wolf hair. But Kel ran downstairs and brought
up a clean pair fresh from the dryer. I hugged him and kissed him deeply in
thanks. Kel dug through his closet and found a light blue shirt that was
only slightly too big for him.

	"I wasn't sure if I still had this one," he said softly, tucking
the shirt in.

	I cradled his chin in my hand and raised his head. His eyes were
clear and shimmering.

	"Looks gorgeous on you," I said. "Goes with your eyes beautifully."

	Kel blushed and smiled.

	"Thank you," he whispered.

	My red shirt was clean so I wore it and a pair of black jeans. Kel
wanted to brush my hair and I let him. There is little in the world more
sensual than having someone brush your hair for you.

	After he brushed my hair, I watched Kel finish getting dressed. He
dug around in the mess on his dresser and found a small wooden box. He
opened it laying the lid carefully on the dresser. Kel pushed his hair back
on the right and removed his earring. He dropped it in the box and took
another one out. He held it up so I could see it: a tiny teardrop stone of
pale blue. I smiled. He put it in his ear.

	Into his pockets went a set of keys, a wallet and a pocketknife. He
started to search the dresser top turning things over and moving them
around. Then suddenly he stopped, a notebook in his hand.

	"Oh!" He said softly.

	"What? Is something wrong?" I got up from the bed and walked over
to him.

	"No," he shook his head. " I was just looking for my lighter."

	"Your lighter?" I asked puzzled.

	"Just scrolling through the things in my head that belong in my
pocket and thinking about meeting your friends." He grinned and ticked
things off on his fingers. "Wallet, keys, checkbook-not necessary-, change,
watch, lighter, forgetting, of course, that I don't need it anymore."

	"Ahh," I said. "Autopilot working at top function."

	He snickered and grinned at me.

	"How do I look?" He asked shyly.

	I surveyed him slowly. My fingers brushed his cheek. He closed his
eyes and leaned into my touch. He was so frighteningly thin and frail
looking, but his face was flushed.

	"Absolutely delicious," I said softly. I took his hands and turned
them over. His cuffs were rolled up twice. The scars on his left wrist
plainly visible against the pale blue of his shirt. I looked at him
inquiringly.

	"Yeah, well I figure you will be with me." He said. "And I told
you, I hate having my sleeves buttoned!"

	I nodded and kissed him.

	The canines were none to happy to be left behind. Kel ran
downstairs and checked on Keeley making sure she had enough food and water
and that Misty was likewise all right. He shut the laundry room door. Misty
could go out through the cat door, but Tova wouldn't be able to get in. Kel
explained to me that Tova had killed a previous kitten when he had been
left alone to long. So when he got Misty, who was already pregnant, he had
the cat door installed so she could go in and out but Tova couldn't get in.

	"Keeley'd probably peck his eyes out anyway, so its really for his
own protection!" He grinned at me.

	We decided to take my car. Kel leaned back in the passenger seat
and closed his eyes, a smile playing about his lips. I reached over and
closed my hand over his. He smiled at me. Neither of us said much we just
enjoyed each others company.

	The Manhattan was located in downtown Seattle making getting to it
nerve wracking to say the least. But we managed to get there at 4 on the
dot. The restaurant was owned by the friend of a friend of Kaleb's. It had
almost gone under the previous year until Kaleb offered the owner a
deal. He'd finance a total remake for a percentage of the
profits. According to Xan, Kaleb was making a tidy bit from the deal.

	The maitre d' ushered us right into the banquet room. Several
people were milling about talking and drinking. Hands were flying as
conversations were in both voice and sign. I wrapped my arm around Kel's
waist and headed across the floor to Xan. Xan saw me coming and broke into
a big grin.

	"YOSS!" he shouted. I blushed as heads cranked around to see.

	"Cool," Kel breathed. "Did they rehearse that move, do ya think?"

	I chuckled and threw my arms around Xan's neck. Xan was my height
with curly white blond hair and the bluest eyes I'd ever seen! As usual his
shirt was unbuttoned showing off the downy blond hair curling on his
chest. He was the ultimate in casual just tucking his shirts into his
Chinos. He grinned and kissed me squarely on the lips, his eyes sliding
sideways to where Kaleb was standing. Kaleb was known to be VERY possessive
of Xan.

	"Jeez, someone get a hose." Kaleb said signing at the same time.

	Laughter rolled around the room. Dora, Xan's older sister took the
present from me and signed "thank you". Dora was a tall, blond woman with
curly blond hair. There was no mistaking her relationship with Xan. She
carried it to a table covered with other presents.

	Introductions were quickly made. The party was a small one. After
Kel and I, there was Xan and Kaleb, Dora and her boyfriend, Kyle who was a
good looking blond with a quick smile.  Lisa, Xan's cousin, was a brown
haired woman with laughing eyes.  I knew her well because she had often
accompanied Xan ,before he met Kaleb, to be his interpreter. Rounding out
the party was Colin and Alex. It was Colin's friend who owned the
Manhattan.

	Colin was a tall gorgeous redhead. He had been a friend of Kaleb's
in college. He was about 30, but his lover Alex was my age. Alex was dark
haired and blue eyed. I had met them both a couple times before, Alex was
extremely shy and tended to stay behind Colin. He was also one of the best
selling painters in the Pacific Northwest.

	Kaleb had arranged the seating so that signers were interspersed
with non-signers. So hopefully no one would feel left out. Much to his
surprise Kel found a fan in Dora's boyfriend, Kyle. Kyle was also deaf. The
two of them kept Lisa plenty busy as they discussed plot lines.

	After eating people broke up into groups to talk. Xan pulled his
chair up to me and leaned against me.

	"How are you?" He had written on a pad of paper.

	I took the pencil. "Very well." I wrote. He nodded. He looked over
my shoulder to Kel. He wrote some more.

	 "He pretty."

	"Yes." I wrote.

 	He wrinkled his nose. "You talk. I read you fine!" he wrote.

	I smiled and signed thank you.

	"Where meet?"

	I told him about meeting Kel at the club. He nodded. Kaleb and he
frequented that club as well. Xan looked over my shoulder and signed
something. I craned around to look, but Xan tapped me on the arm.

	"Bad bad scar on his wrist." Xan wrote.

	I cradled Xan's face in my hands. For a moment I could only rest my
forehead against his. He stroked my hair. I looked up at him tears in my
head.

	"He tried to commit suicide." I said softly but clearly. Xan's eyes
widened.

	"FAHK!" Xan shouted. Heads turned to look at him. Dora had been
talking to Alex and when he turned she did as well.

	"Just Xan announcing his favorite pastime." Kaleb drawled. He
walked over from where he had been talking to Kel and Kyle.

	There was more laughter. Lisa made a hurried explanation to Dora
and Kyle. I looked at Kel who was looking puzzled. I smiled and pursed my
lips into a kiss. He smiled back. Xan flushed and looked down. Kaleb signed
something to Xan who made an impatient gesture of dismissal. He grabbed the
pad and wrote on it.

	"WHY! Why? why?"

	I couldn't answer that. I knew what Kel had told me but why? Only
one person could answer that question.

	 "Kel." I said. ""Can you come here for a minute?"

	Kel looked puzzled and excused himself from Kyle. He walked over
and leaned against me and the table. I wrapped my arm around his hips. I
continued to look at Xan as I told Kel what we had been discussing. Kel
sagged against me when I showed him Xan's written inquiry. He looked at
Xan.

	"Why?" he said softly. "I was scared, lonely, hurting,
frightened. I hear things in my head telling me how worthless I am, how
stupid I am, that I can`t write ... I couldn't fight them anymore."

	Xan shot up and wrapped Kel in a bear hug. Kel looked surprised
then wrapped his arms around Xan and hugged him back.

	Xan's hands flew when he let go of Kel. I couldn't understand any
of it. Kaleb moved sideways to try to see what Xan was saying so he could
interpret.

	"Not anymore you don't." Alex said softly from behind Kel. "You
have Josh, you have ME, you have all of us now. Josh take good care of you!
You don't listen to those things anymore! NO! NO! NO!." Alex
nodded. "There's more but its mostly repetition of what he's already
said. So it appears that you have been adopted."

	Alex smiled. Colin had walked up behind Alex and looped his arm
over Alex's shoulder. He nodded.

	"Welcome to the family." Colin said smiling.

	I looked at Kel, there were tears streaming down his face.

	"Thank you," he said.

	Xan hugged him again. Then Alex hugged him.  Colin also hugged Kel
as did Kaleb. There was quiet around the room for a minute. Then gradually
conversation returned. I was deeply concerned at what Kel's reaction may be
to being the focus of attention. His eyes were glassy with tears but he
seemed to be doing okay. I squeezed his hand. He smiled at me.

	"I had expected it to be quieter here," Kel said to me.

	Kaleb laughed. Kaleb was about 5'7" tall and almost as broad across
the chest as he was tall. His black hair curled at the ends and his eyes
were black as well.  He had massive arms and a heavily muscled chest. His
stomach was flat and hard as a rock. I knew because I had sparred with him
several times. I had also gone to the gym with him and Xan. Tonight he was
wearing a black button down shirt, a black vest and black Chinos. Given his
size I doubted very much if any of them were off the rack.

	"You should hear it at the Rec Center. Actually Deaf people make a
lot of sounds, most of which they don't realize they are making. Kyle is
very hard of hearing, in a room with just him and another person he can
hear a bit. But in here there's too much background noise." Kaleb
smiled. "Sorry, about Xan earlier. He doesn't realize what loud is. The
condo association is going to lynch him or me soon if I can't convince him
NOT to crank up the bass on the stereo till the windows flex."

	Kel and I must have looked puzzled because Kaleb chuckled.

	"He feels the vibration. Same way he tunes a car
engine. Vibration." Kaleb said.

	"Of course!" I said after all hadn't I spent many hours working on
the Mustang with him? Kel nodded in understanding.

	By this time it was starting to get late. Kaleb ushered everyone
together so Xan could unwrap gifts. I had bought him a silver necklace with
a tiny silver wrench and screwdriver on it. The first time we worked on my
car, I wondered why he carried a two foot long screwdriver. It was so he
could feel the vibration of the car engine and by placing it against his
head he could almost "hear" the engine noise. I was amazed, even after he
explained to me that hearing is really only encoded vibration. When I saw
the necklace at the jeweler's I knew it was meant for Xan.

	Xan was delighted. And exuberant in his thank yous to
everyone. More hugs and laughs were exchanged. Slowly everyone drifted out
to the parking lot. The cool evening air brought out shivers and slapping
hands. A little more conversation and then everyone headed for their
cars. Xan hugged me again.

	" We do lunch," he said in that odd flat monotone that deaf people
have.

	"All right," I said. "Tuesday?"

	He nodded and signed yes. He signed something else that looked like
the middle finger and thumb of each hand kissing. Kaleb grinned.

	"That's `date' he's signing. So in other words, Xan says its a
date."

	"Oh, great." I said. Xan kissed me quickly, then hugged Kel. He
wrapped his arm around Kaleb. Together they walked off toward Kaleb's 1990
Mustang. I watched them for a moment feeling the usual pang of loss. But
Kel was close to me, so close I could hear him breathe. I touched his
face. He sighed.

	This was the man I wanted, the man I loved. I ached for him. I
wanted to hear his laugh and see his smile. I wanted the feel of his arms
around me and his lips on mine. Xan was a wish that never materialized. Xan
was a fantasy, but Kel... Kel was reality.  Kel was heat and fire, laughter
and a hot cup of coffee. I wanted Kel. I loved Kel.

	"C'mon," I said wrapping my arm around his waist and pulling him
close. "Let's go home."


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