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"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are beginning our descent into the Los Angeles area."
At the sound of the flight attendant's announcement, Kyle Rutherford shifted in his seat and gazed out of the window at the dark clouds covering the city below.
"The captain has informed us that there is currently a thunderstorm over LA, and there may be some turbulence as we descend, so please ensure your seat belts are securely fastened."
Great, Kyle thought, it's pissing down rain and Jen can't meet me. His sister had called just before he'd left Cincinnati to tell him her youngest daughter was sick and she couldn't leave her alone to get to the airport as planned. Hope there's a cab available. At least, rain was preferable to the weather he'd just endured in Cincinnati.
He'd spent a week with his parents as a sort of penance for not being in touch more often. His mother's constant harping about that fact had finally given him the guilt trip she'd intended.
"I mean, Kyle, Jen manages to come twice a year—and brings the children."
So he'd groaned inwardly and arranged for a week off from his job. He'd rather have flown to Hawaii, but truth to tell, he'd actually enjoyed his time with his mom and dad—despite the shitty weather. Unlike a lot of his gay friends, Kyle hadn't suffered from parental shame and horror when he'd come out—his mother's only lament had been that she'd wanted him to supply her with more grandchildren. Turned out both his parents had known he was gay for some time before he'd told them.
"Lack of a steady girl," his father had grunted. "Dead giveaway."
Lack of a steady boyfriend too, Kyle had thought wryly. Over the years, that hadn't really changed. Yes, there had been boyfriends, just not steady ones. Kyle had come to the conclusion that 'steady' was not in the vocabulary of most men he'd dated. That was the reason he'd be dateless this evening-Valentine's Day evening. How pathetic was that?