"How Do You Know When You're Gay?"

            On the drive home, Meeka’s anger morphs into quiet sulking. In an effort to stop her stewing, I tell Meeka about Anthony’s secret attraction to boys. At first, Meeka only continues to stare sadly out the window but then she presses a button and a partition of glass rises up between the front and back seats.

            “We need a little privacy here, Benjy.”

            “No problem, Miss Jones.”

            G-d I want to be rich!

            Meeka turns to me with eyes that bear a sudden glimmer of interest.

            “Do you think he has AIDS?” she asks.

            “He’s never even been with another boy!”

            “Then how does he know he’s gay?”

            We discuss the logical reasons one would consider himself gay for the entire car ride home, and continue our deliberation through one big of Twizzlers. We finally determine that looking was probably enough to know what a person is attracted to—like cakes in a pastry shop. Maybe he’s never tried the carrot cake or the tiramisu but he just has a hunch that the key lime pie is what he really wants. We also figure that it’s who a person looks at more in a movie. If you’re watching Sleepless in Seattle, say and you are a boy checking out Tom Hanks’ backside a little too much and just plain ignoring how cute Meg Ryan is, then you’re probably gay.

            We talk about setting Seth up with Anthony (After Meeka finished making fun of me for kissing a potential homosexual and brother!) but finally conclude that it is probably best to stay out of these things.