My gaydar isn’t quite as fine-tuned as a real homo, and sometimes it is overactive.
I was picking up #1 son’s BFF the other day, and at his house was a girl who used to be in our ward. She was recently married, and was with her husband. When she introduced me to him, the lights began flashing, and the bells were ringing.
He was precious, darling, wonderful. I wanted to wrap them both up in my arms of wizened experience and just hold them for a minute.
I wonder if he knows about himself. I wonder if she knows about him. I want to call her and go to lunch and just be there for her.
But I don’t know her very well at all, and there really is no polite way to ask someone of their new husband might be gay.