I can't stop thinking about how Kelvin's treehouse represents safety for him, a safety that was shattered by a traumatic experience on the night of a thunderstorm that he associates with his burgeoning sexuality. How he's been scared of thunderstorms, and his sexuality, ever since. How the treehouse was half destroyed during a thunderstorm, its foundations now unsafe. How Kelvin refused to let it be demolished (annihilated, obliterated, devastated - synonyms). How he rebuilt it bigger and better than ever with the help of his lover. How when that's done, he's no longer scared of thunderstorms, no longer scared of marrying the man he loves.












