”We chat, an odd, uneasy conversation. Neither of us know what to say. I remark that I can’t believe she is still working here ten years on.“Wel..., you get into a rut don’t you?”I tell her not always, I’ve moved on, got a great job and apartment in London.We talk more, both relaxing a little. We move inevitably onto the subject of out relationship, not something I want to go into. It still hurts.“Do you ever wonder about what could have been, if we’d stayed together? If it hadn’t been for ’that’. "Just put us back to work and tell the truth about what we had been doing."Grigsby wondered how two women who looked as good as these two could be loners, but he just shrugged mentally and said, "Might work. I'll have my boss talk to the administrator and work something out." He hesitated a moment, thinking, then, "Whatley and I also discussed a couple things about Agent Hanes' therapy. We should be able to rent or buy some of the equipment the therapist would need for Hanes' PT, and we might. ”It was easy to forget that Cal’s main job was his legal practice.“Can’t put it off for a while?” Homer asked. “Who is it?”“Nothing very exciting, but I never break appointments,” Cal answered.The client was Erland Dickinson and his wife, coming in to update their will. Homer gave him a look, as though expecting Cal to answer the second question, but Cal looked back at Homer and said nothing.“Next time, then,” Homer said with a smile.They parted for the day. Cal headed to his office. Homer was. I had also made a pretty good circle of gay friends from various parts of India and abroad, many of whom were already out to their families. I knew it would take me a while to tell my parents that I am gay. But I needed to start somewhere. So finally, while on vacation, I told mom that if she had any hopes of getting me married thenshe better abandon them.I don’t think I am capable of satisfying a girl either emotionally or physically,” I told her. Her first response to that was rather.