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apped　on。　Multicolored　balloons　hung　from　the　ceiling；

and　rainbow　crepe…paper　ribbons　twirled　from　one　end　of　the　room　to　the　other。　Rainbow　flags

hung　from　the　doorway；　waving　in　the　early　evening　breeze　that　wafted　through　the　open　windows。

What　the　hell　was　going　on？　He　smiled　as　he　looked　around　the　room；　crowded　with　so　many

familiar　faces？his　parents；　Vanessa；　his　dad？s　Beat…poet　friends；　even　the　crazy　old　lady　from

apartment　5F　who　liked　to　take　her　mangy　cat　for　walks　around　their　crumbling　apartment

building？s　hallways。　And　wait；　weren？t　those　dorky　guys　in　the　corner　from　his　calc　class　at

Riverside？

？Are　you　surprised！？？　His　mother　sang；　pulling　Dan　into　the　room。　She　was　wearing　a　candy

pink　shirt　that　said　PFLAG　over　a　fuchsia…and…white　batik…print　floor　length　skirt。　Her　electric

blue　toenails　peeked　out　from　the　straps　of　her　battered　Birkenstocks。

？What？s　PFLAG？？　Dan　demanded；　staring　at　the　front　of　her　shirt。　？And　what？s　all　this　。　。　。　for？？

There　were　so　many　rainbows　it　made　him　nervous。

？PFLAG；　my　darling；　stands　for　？Parents　and　Friends　of　Lesbians　and