Literature
Redo Childhood
With eyes full of diapers and toys John's anguish only deepened. Was this real? He thought. Only days ago, he'd dreamed of moving into an apartment with his boyfriend, but that law had seen the end to it. "I know you hate this Johnny, but rules are rules, ya know." A fatherly voice sliced through the thick haze surrounding John's mind. Freed from dark thoughts that plagued him, he refocused his attention to the burly figure before him. "Yeah, I know, but do I have to do this stuff at home? I mean, no one will ever know." "Your mom wants you to get adjusted to your new life. Besides, the law only lasts till you are about thirty. Trust me; them years will fly by." His well-meaning father didn't persuade John, but all he could muster as a reply was "ok." Drained physically and mentally from an earlier verbal spar with his mother, the boy clad in only a diaper temporarily surrendered. However, John was a stubborn youth and would resist once more when the strength was