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he thought, and not everyone could afford it or would even do it if
they could. It was maddening not to be able to focus.
    All of this is
madness—Slam’s kind of madness, the kind of madness the modern
world puts into our brains…every stinking day.
    The inkling of an actual idea began to
eat at the tissues on the verge of Brandon’s brain stem.
    At least that’s how it felt at
first
    What if the most simple,
and most obvious answer was the correct one.
    What if Kim was really a girl, and
just a bit androgynous in appearance, and nothing more?
    She was a tall, skinny girl with a
certain fashion sense. He’d never met anyone quite like
her.
    It certainly bore some thinking
about.
     
    ***
     
    Brandon and Kim gathered up the
remains of the meal, and put it in the trunk of the Mustang. He put
two cans of Bud Light in his jacket pockets and they followed the
trail markers. The shadows were deeper down in the gorge, and they
held hands, picking their way carefully around boulders, fallen
logs and muddy spots. The beer was a bad idea. There were people
around and the cans kept threatening to fall out of his
pockets.
    “ Careful…careful.” She made
it across a slick flat rock, with a little help from
him.
    He could feel cold wet mist on his
face. He grinned, alive with the moment. Still it was out of sight,
but just around the corner. A vertical wall bulged out, and the
stream fell in from the right bank somewhere up ahead. They could
see white spray and splashes on the rocks and foam floating on a
green pool. They picked their way carefully.
    “ Oh!” Kim stopped, and they
looked up at the falls, coming down from a good forty feet
up.
    They edged up closer, and then Brandon
looked around and stood on a flat rock about four inches higher
than the surrounding gravel.
    He pulled Kim’s hand. She came and
stood in front of him, looking at the falls, the cliffs, and he
wrapped his arms around her from behind. Brandon just stood there
marveling at his own fortune, and perhaps, nerve.
    She didn’t seem to mind,
and she had come
along in the first place.
    “ It really is nice. You
never really quite know what to expect, although almost any
waterfall has something going for it.”
    Kim swayed in his grasp, her hands
coming up and holding onto his wrists.
    “ There’s a trail and some
stairs that go up, if you want to.”
    “ No, that’s all right.
Let’s just look at it for a while.”
    Brandon buried his face in the
hair.
    Birds flitted around in the small
underbrush growing in the boulder garden at the base of the falls,
just down from a deeper pool. They were soundless in the roar of
the water, a unique effect, as their beaks opened and closed and
they looked at the pair of humans just standing there.
    “ Hey.”
    Kim turned her head and looked
inquiringly, and Brandon, heart surging, as it had been doing quite
a bit of late, spun her a little further.
    He pulled her in close, and Kim’s
hands went around him again. They held each other.
    “ So...what’s up?” She had
an impish look about her just then and if he didn’t do this, why
then—he might just as well go home and slash up.
    That’s what he was thinking right
about then all right.
    Do it or slash up, Buddy.
Those are your options.
    “ Nothing.” It might not
have been impish, but Brandon had a weird smile on his face when
his hand slid up to the back of Kim’s neck and he pulled her in for
his first kiss in two and a half fucking years.
    Her mouth was moist and warm and the
kiss, which went on for some while, was all it should
be.
    Finally they pulled away, and just
looked into each other’s soul for a while as white mist fell all
over them but no one cared about that anyways.
    Least of all them.
    And like a brilliant bolt
out of the blue, it struck someone who was admittedly among the
most stupid of men, that there really was a way to ask the
question.
    If only he had thought of it
before.
    “ Ah, Kim. Do you have a
boyfriend?”
    Kim