"CRASH," the dish fell out of Doug's hand! "What did you say Steve," asked Doug? Steve didn't know if he had the courage to say it again. There was a silence in the air as Doug eyed Steve, his youngest son. "Hmmm," asked Doug with a bit of annoyance in his voice.
"I'm…," Steve started. But he soon fell silent as Lara, his mother, walked into the room. She knew that her son was gay, and she accepted it. It didn't make one bit of difference in her eyes. Steve was still her son, and she still loved him no matter what. Lara sat down at the table and held her son's hand. When their eyes met a small smile appeared for a second on Steve's face. "Dad…" another silence fell as Doug stood frozen next to the sink with remnants of broken dish on the floor below him. "I'm gay," escaped from Steve's mouth. When the words reached Doug he collapsed onto the floor.