Date: Thu, 17 Sep 2015 02:37:40 +0000
From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com>
Subject: Family Matters, Chapter 23

Family Matters, Chapter 23

Breaking the news to Ryan about his mother's death went far more smoothly
than anyone had anticipated.  Fr. Mills and Jenna both came to the house on
Sunday afternoon.  Jenna felt it would be best to get the process going
before Ryan picked up bits of information that the rest of the family might
accidentally spill.  She also thought it should be done on a day when Rory
was home from school since he was the most consistent living caregiver in
Ryan's young life.

Rory felt it was going to be a very stressful situation and asked Austin to
be by his side.  If his boyfriend needed him, Austin would be there.  He
too had learned a valuable lesson about maintaining relationships.

It was almost comical to watch Ryan when Fr. Mills was ushered into the
house.  The little boy made an awkward attempt to genuflect as he'd seen
others do at church.

Fr. Mills got down on one knee and offered his hand to Ryan who shook it
rather formally.

"You don't need to bow to me.  We do that in the presence of God, and I'm
only one of his servants.  You are welcome to treat me like a friend if you
want to, Ryan.  You may call me Father Tom or just Tom if that's more
comfortable for you. Do the boys in your play group give each other
high-fives when they meet?"

"Yeah," the smiling boy replied as he put up his hand, which the cleric
promptly, but gently, slapped.

"I like you!"  Ryan smiled.

"I like you too.  I'm here to talk to you about heaven.  What do you know
about it?"

"It's a place where God is when he's not in church."

"Could you draw us a picture of it?" Jenna asked, as they moved into the
family room.  "I know you can draw nice pictures."

Ryan sat on the floor with the large tablet of white paper and the box of
crayons Jenna had brought.  After dumping the crayons out, he chose a green
one to make scribbling marks in the middle of the page.  His face showed
that he was taking the assignment seriously.

"This is grass.  There's lots of grass in heaven.  These are trees.
There's lots of them too," he explained making brown marks for tree trunks
and round green disks for the tops.  "And there's a lake.  Oh, I forgot the
sun!"

A few minutes later, he pronounced it done.

"Some very nice people go to heaven," Fr. Tom explained.

"I know," Ryan stated in a matter-of-fact manner.  My mommy and daddy are
there."

The adults looked questioningly at Rory who raised his eyebrows and
shrugged.

"May I ask who told you that?" Jenna said.

"Nobody; I saw them."

"But our dad died before you were born," Rory said.  "How did you know it
was him?"

"I just knew.  Mommy said they love us.  She said she wants you to forgive
her."

"She said that?"  Rory asked incredulously.

"She said she's sorry.  I'm not sure why."

Rory bit his lower lip in a futile attempt to stem his tears.  Austin put
his arms around him tenderly.

"It's okay; let it out."

Ryan got up from the floor and sat on Rory's lap.  "It's okay," he said,
mimicking Austin.  Charlie jumped up and joined them on the sofa.

Everyone in the room was touched by Ryan's act of compassion for his older
brother.  They had all assembled to console him when they broke the news of
Margo's death, but he was ending up being the one who brought comfort.

"There was a song when I was growing up with the lyrics, `Bless the beasts
and the children...'"  Fr. Tom recalled.  "We've just witnessed how loving
and perceptive young children can be in their innocence."

Rory dried his tears with a tissue that Landon handed him.

"I think that's a message for me.  I'm gonna try to forgive her," he vowed.

"I honestly believe you'll feel better if you can find it in your heart to
do so," Fr. Tom counseled.  "I know from experience that it may be
difficult, but letting go of animosity can be a healing experience."

"Thank you Father.  I thought priests were supposed to shame us into
forgiving others, but you're really cool about it.  You seem to understand
that it's not easy."

"I can empathize because I had a cruel stepfather too.  It took me a very
long time to forgive my mother for marrying him.  I'm still working on
forgiving him, even though he's been dead many years.  I hope I'll
eventually be able to do that and truly practice what I preach."

That afternoon, Rory gained a new respect for the cleric.

----------

Both Ryan and Rory continued to flourish, especially knowing that Ralph
would never be able to hurt them again.

In the next several days the family learned new details about the supposed
murder/suicide crime that took the lives of the boys' mother and
stepfather.  The more the evidence was analyzed, the more the authorities
suspected it was a double homicide.

Bit by bit, it came out that Ralph had become mixed up with a couple of
drug dealers who were particularly vicious characters.  The police believed
that they might have murdered both Margo and Ralph, but staged Ralph's
death to look like a suicide.  The authorities couldn't understand why
there was no weapon at the crime scene.

Their theory that the dealers had killed the couple was strengthened after
a bullet-riddled body turned up in a car trunk and ballistics test showed
the bullets matched the ones that killed Margo and Ralph.  The gun was
still unaccounted for.

----------

The month of May marked two birthdays in the household, Corbin's and
Ryan's.  They were only a few days apart, but each was celebrated
individually.  On his special day, Corbin had his own tiny cake all to
himself.  His daddies set him in his high chair in only a diaper and let
him "attack" the cake with both hands.  They were hoping to get a cute
video of a chocolate-covered boy.

However, Corbin didn't like the feeling of the frosting on his fingers and
wouldn't eat any of it until Landon put a small piece of it on a spoon and
fed it to him.

"I think he's a neat-freak like his father," Michael grinned.

"Don't talk, neither of us is big on messes."

"True, but he's around you more, so I'm not taking the blame, or credit, as
it may be."

Before long, they washed his hands and put a shirt on him.  He seemed much
happier that way as he toddled across the room to find Charlie.  He wanted
to feed the little dog a piece of cake, but Michael told him he must never
give a dog chocolate because it would make him very sick.  After that, they
put the cake up out of reach because Corbin wasn't old enough to understand
the seriousness of the situation.

Ryan loved his birthday celebration too.  He wanted to have a tiny cake
just like Corbin had had, but he cut it into four pieces, one each for
Corbin, Rory, Austin, and him.  Unlike most children his age, he didn't
claim the biggest piece, but gave it to his older brother.  Rory was quite
touched.

Ryan had played with the Duplo blocks that the men had bought for him, but
had never had a Lego kit before and was fascinated by it.  He looked
carefully at the pictures on the instruction sheet and tried to build the
police car that the set was supposed to make.  At times, he needed help
from the older boys, but he did a lot of it on his own even though the
blocks were much tinier than Duplo.

----------

On a day when there was a staff meeting at Ad Tech, Mr. Bloomberg requested
that Landon stay to discuss something over lunch afterwards.  Landon found
his mind wandering a few times during the meeting in his attempt to figure
out why the boss would want to talk with him alone.  He'd had his yearly
evaluation in December and had been given a substantial raise for the
current year.  Obviously, Mr. Bloomberg wasn't unhappy with his work.

----------

"I probably should have given you some idea of what I wanted to discuss
with you.  It's all good," Mr. Bloomberg began after they'd ordered.  "I
fear I may have inadvertently upset your morning."

"No, that's fine.  I must admit I've been curious, but I didn't obsess over
it."

"You remember the Stern account last year where you saved my butt, and
several others for that matter?"

"How could I forget?  You've treated me like royalty ever since.  It's more
than I've deserved."

"Oh, don't be so self-effacing.  Your conscientious hard work has put you
in good stead with Robert Stern as well as with me.  He has a favor to ask
of you.  He's not pressuring; he simply wants you to consider the matter
thoroughly before you say yes or no."

"Now you HAVE piqued my curiosity!"

"His brother, Eric, is in the film industry in California, and he would
like to meet with Michael and you to see if you'd be willing to let them do
a documentary about your blended family."

"I'd have to know details, and the whole family would need to be involved
in the decision."

"There will be no decision to make until his brother has met with everyone
to lay out exactly what he has in mind.  He'd like to come next weekend if
that's convenient.  Otherwise, he could do it later in the summer."

"I'm sure we don't have anything pressing next weekend.  Do you have any
idea why he chose to check us out?"

"I got this secondhand, but this is how it appears to me.  He knows that
you're not a typical family in the traditional sense.  He'd like to show
the world how the structure of a viable family in the 21st century can be
built on something other than blood ties."

"So, he knows that Michael and I are gay?"

"Yes, and he knows something about how you've created great relationships
with Marian and her grandsons."

"Did you, perhaps, have a hand in that part?" Landon smiled.

"Yes, perhaps, but I've told that to Robert Stern, and not Eric.  I'm not
sure how the subject came up between the brothers."

"Okay, if you have Eric's contact information, I'll be happy to get in
touch with him directly."

"Excellent!  Now remember, whatever you decide has no impact on your job
here at Ad Tech - none whatsoever!"

----------

The conversation over the dinner table that evening revolved almost
entirely around the prospect of taking part in a documentary.  In the midst
of it, Rory texted Austin about it and suggested he come over.  He headed
there the minute he had finished eating.

"Mom says I can stay over tonight like you wanted," Austin grinned.  "She
said her permission was a preemptive strike to head off any whining I might
do.  Imagine that!  She's accusing me of whimpering and pouting in order to
get my way!"

"I can't believe it either," Rory smirked.  "It's like she knows you really
well, or something."

"So tell me about this mini reality show," Austin requested, steering the
conversation away from him.

Rory told Austin everything Landon had learned up to that point.  Since it
was three hours earlier on the West Coast, Landon was trying to contact
Eric Stern at that very minute.

About a half hour later, Landon called Rory and Austin up from the basement
to hear the update.  Landon and Michael had agreed to let Mr. Stern
interview them on the coming weekend since neither they nor the boys had a
conflict.  Mr. Stern wanted to have his parents come over too because he
would need their consent if he were to be involved with the filming,
assuming that it worked out.  Austin quickly sent a text to his mother to
see if she and Ron would be available.

----------

On Saturday, the entire family plus Ron, Jennifer, and Austin were seated
in the family room when the doorbell rang.  Landon answered the door and
ushered Eric Stern into the foyer with his assistant, Winston Brick.

"Please come on in and meet the rest of the extended clan," Landon invited.

Everyone, this is Mr. Eric Stern and his assistant, Mr. Winston Brick."

"Please call us by our first names," Eric invited.

"Great," Landon said.  "I'll start the introductions with my partner, and
soon to be husband, Michael Day.  Corbin, whom he's holding at the moment,
is our youngest. He turned one a few days ago.

Next is Ryan who also had a birthday recently."

"I'm five and I'm going to `kinder-garden' next year," Ryan announced
proudly as he held up five fingers.  "That's my big brother, Rory and his
boyfriend, Austin."  (There were several smiles over his pronunciation of
the word "kindergarten.)

"Okay..., Ryan seems to have taken over as host, but he's forgotten several
other important people.  This is Marian Thompson, Ryan and Rory's
grandmother.  She's our loving mother-figure and the glue that holds this
place together.

Last, but not least, are Austin's parents, Jennifer and Ron Banks.  I
believe that's everyone."

"No, you forgot Charlie!" Ryan exclaimed.  "Charlie, show Eric how you can
shake hands."

Charlie dutifully held up his right paw and both of the guests solemnly
shook it.  Seeing how they interacted with Ryan and Charlie made the rest
of the group feel they'd be good to work with.

"Would it be okay to hook my Tablet to your TV so that everyone can see my
outline?" Mr. Stern asked.

"Of course," Michael responded, as he got up to help Winston make the
connections.

"As you can see, the working title is A 21st Century American Family
Association.  That is subject to change, but it conveys what I want to
show, and it's a kind of play on the right-wing anti-gay group.

I assume that all of you, except for Jennifer, Ron, and Austin, are a part
of this household."

"They don't reside under the same roof, but we are all like an extended
family," Landon answered, "some related by blood, but all by love.  Austin
is here often enough that we tend to claim him."

"Winston, would you please record the names of everyone and how they are
interconnected?"

As Winston began doing that, Eric continued to discuss how he planned to
present the family to the viewing audience, and also his philosophy behind
the project.

"My hope is to present a peek into a household that contains both straight
and gay members and show that they aren't some kind of extraordinary or
unusual people."

"That's good, because we don't live drama-filled lives like the
Kardashians," Landon joked.

"Well, Austin almost got killed at school by a kid who stabbed him for
being gay." Rory said.  "That wasn't exactly an ordinary event."

"That is definitely something that would grab the interest of our
audience," Eric nodded.  "I'd like to show the dark side of homophobia as
well as the bright side of acceptance.  Jennifer and Ron, I assume that you
accept and support the relationship between your son and his boyfriend?"

"Very much so," Ron responded without hesitation.  "In fact, we'd be quite
pleased if Rory were to become our son-in-law."

"That's great!"  Eric smiled.

"So, I understand that you boys are out to your school friends and wouldn't
likely be bullied when and if this hits the airwaves."

"Yup!" Austin and Rory said in chorus.

"Boys, I try so hard to work on your usage!" Jennifer laughed.  "How about
saying: `Yes, Mr. Stern?"

"Are you by chance an English teacher, Jennifer?" Eric said in return.

"Yes, Eric, I am."

"That's cool!  Would it be possible to have you write down some bits of
information about the people in this room?  You know them intimately and
can tell us things that our script writers wouldn't discover for months.
If you agree, I'll have a contract drawn up so you'll be compensated for
you work.  I might hire you to do some editing too.  Our younger staff
members don't know the difference between `lie' and `lay' and a lot of
other grammatical particulars."

"I'd be pleased to do that," Jennifer agreed, "if it all works out."

"Well, I started to talk about my mission in doing this project before I
got sidetracked.  You can see the words GAY AGENDA highlighted on my
outline.  First and foremost, I want to expose the `gay agenda' for what it
is.  People on the extreme right bandy that term around to frighten others.
My contention is that gays DO have an agenda, but it's not to turn straight
people to be like them.  They simply want to be treated as any other
minority in our society hopes to be treated.  They want to live their lives
as ordinary people being able to marry, raise children, and enjoy life –
the `American Dream' if you like.  That's why this family seems like the
perfect model.

My philosophy is rather like that of Mark Bruzee and the other people who
operate L.E.A.P.  Audio.  I don't suppose any of you are familiar with
that."

Jennifer, Austin, Rory, and Landon all raised their hands and grinned.

"A cool male nurse at the hospital, when I was recovering from being
stabbed, told Mom about it," Austin said.  "She asked Landon to review it
to see if he thought it was appropriate for us.  Then Rory and I listened
to several broadcasts."

"Wonderful!" Eric exclaimed.  "Then you're aware that they produce PG
stories in which some of the characters just happen to be gay.  They
present them in everyday settings to show that being gay isn't some kind of
aberration, but a normal thing."

"We listened to the current stuff and went back to read earlier ones.  We
really enjoyed the Thanksgiving story from last year about Wyatt and
Jesse." Rory said.  "We know that it's fiction and has to have a happy
ending, but Wyatt's family was very much like Landon and Michael in
rescuing a kid who'd been thrown away by his own family.  I can relate,
because that's what happened to me."

"Wow, there is a LOT here that I'd never have guessed without all sorts of
digging.  Jennifer, I'm depending on you to set these things down in print
for me."

----------

After Eric and Winston had made their departure, the friends and family had
a discussion about what their answer would be.  Michael volunteered to pick
up carry-out from the Greek restaurant so everyone could eat together and
wouldn't have to interrupt their debate for meal preparation.

While enjoying their dinner (with a bottle of white Boutari for the
adults), they continued to discuss the pros and cons of having their lives
on display to anyone who wished to see the film(s).  Rory said he'd like
other guys his age to know that there was hope even if they got kicked out
of their homes.  Landon agreed, but wondered how the invasion of cameras
into their house would affect their daily lives.

Michael remembered reading about a cinema-verite on public TV back in the
70's called An American Family.  The parents, Bill and Pat Loud separated
and eventually divorced.  Lance, their oldest, came bursting out of the
closet in the series.  Many people blamed the breakup of the family on the
presence of the cameras.

"I don't want anything in the world to mess up our family," he said.

"Do you know if there were problems in that family before the series?"
Austin asked.

"I think the marriage was rocky already," Michael admitted.  "Being on
camera probably magnified their troubles."

"Then it shouldn't be a problem for you guys," Austin noted.  "You have a
great relationship!"

"Austin, I don't believe we have a voice in the decision," Jennifer
reminded him quietly.

"He does because he's my boyfriend!" Rory insisted.  "This affects him the
same as me."

"I tend to agree," Landon nodded.  "His life is quite intertwined with
Rory's."

"Me too," Michael chimed in.  "He's a frequent part of the household and
should have a vote.  We'd welcome your input and Ron's as well even if you
might not feel you have a direct vote."

"Well, I think we should sleep on it and possibly call for a tentative vote
tomorrow afternoon," Landon suggested.  "You might all say a prayer for
guidance in the meantime."

------------------------------------------------------------------------

Lance Loud


Born:

Alanson Russell
Loud

June 26, 1951

La Jolla, San
Diego, California, U.S.

Died

: December 22,
2001 (aged 50)

Los Angeles,
California, U.S.

Nationality: American
Occupation: Musician, magazine columnist



Source:
Wikipedia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lance_Loud

Author's notes: Chapter 24 will be the last one for this story.  It will
come to resolution at that point, though there will be loose ends here and
there.  After all, that's life.  I cannot at predict whether the characters
will turn up again in some other tale.  If you've followed my writing, you
know it's possible.

Thanks to all who emailed since the last posting: Wayne, Chandra B, David
A, Mike D, Michael B, Tony W, Bill K, Mendy D, Bill T, Lorne W, Peter M,
Paul R, Tony F, Tom A, Al R, Ott H, Jeremy R, Jim W, Jim L, Dick M, Walt S,
David T, and Jesse (Brandon's Baby Boy).  If I've missed someone, I'm
sorry.  Please let me know.

Hugs to you, my Internet Family,

David