I'm not normally a proponent of celebrity stories, but Parminder Nagra, who plays a young medical student on ER, just set my imagination on fire to the point where my muse demanded that I write this story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.
This is an ending to Troubadors original start that deals with the pain and emotion of betrayal between two people who love each other deeply. It is not a stroke story. It points out that all transgressions come with a price to be paid by everyone involved, none escape. Hearts and lives are broken, careers made and destroyed, and there is a good old ass kicking. It is a journey of hope.
I have a dirty secret pastime… I love coming to the movies and sitting next to a man who's alone. I like to walk into the movie theatre fifteen minutes into the movie. I can see in the dark room who's accompanied or unaccompanied. I know what I'm doing is wrong, but it feels too good.
Finding out what had happened to my father was why I broke in and stole a copy of Stonewall intel files. What I found was more anger until I discovered away to get revenge. Of course Stonewall security was after me so it was not going to be easy.