you donât feel it as much the next time. Makes it like scar tissue.â
I inhaled again, and this time the smoke went right down into my lungs. I could feel the stuff begin to permeate my body, softening my limbs, and I let out a little laugh. I wasnât really high, but just the gesture of inhaling had giving me a new license.
âI want to see you naked,â I told him.
The smile disappeared from his face. He took another puff on the blunt. âCanât,â he said, avoiding my eyes.
âCâmon!â
âSorry.â
âBut why? You see me! Iâm not afraid. Itâs not fair.â
I giggled, and I leaned over and pulled down at the top of his jeans, but he jerked his body away from me, as if he were irritated.
âI want to,â I said.
âPlease,â he said. âStop.â
âJust tell me why. I love everything about you.â
He hesitated, composing his words. He opened his mouth to speak, then seemed to think better of it.
âI want to understand,â I said. Besides, there might be something even better, sexually, something we hadnât done that we could do now. And now, because of the dope, I could ask him.
âPlease,â I begged. âYou can tell me.â
He paused, studied me a moment as if planning how he wouldput it. âSee,â he said, âI wasnât born like other people.â He stopped. âI was born different.â
âYou told me that. It doesnât matter. It just doesnât matter to me.â
He sighed, and suddenly he looked tired. âItâs more complicated,â he said.
âSo. Tell me.â
âHard to explain.â
âTry me.â I stood up from the table, walked over to his side, knelt down on my knees in front of him, and took his hand in mine. âNothingâll make me stop loving you,â I whispered.
He hesitated. âI was born with both things,â he said. âAs a man and a woman. On the outside, I did look like a girl, but inside Iâve got male organs. I donât have a uterus or a cervixâor whatever . . .â
He looked away, as if embarrassed for the first time. But he had nothing to be embarrassed about around me.
âDonât be afraid,â I said.
âMy grandparents, they gave me money to have an operation.â
âAn operation?â
âYeah.â He wouldnât meet my eyes. âThey take your thing and they make aââ He didnât finish describing it.
The thought of what they had done to him made me dig my knuckles into my eyesockets. âIt hurts me to think about it!â I cried. I looked up at him again, seeing white, blind from the pressure on my eyeballs. âItâs all done?â I asked him.
âYeah, sort of.â Still not looking at me.
âSo, why canât youâI meanâwhy canât I see you now?â
âThey donât do it all at once. It isnât finished yet. I gotta save up money for the second half. They still have to do one more operation. I got the hormones now. That helps.â
âHormones?â
âI take pills.â
The ones with the name of the drug blacked out, thepharmacistâs error, the name back to front. âI donât mind seeing you, whichever way it looks.â
He shook his head.
âI told you,â I said, ânothing about you can upset me.â
His face was drawn, shadows etched under his eyes, around his mouth. âBut youâre happy?â he asked, as if for reassurance. âThis is the happiest youâve ever beenâright?â He was eager for me to say yes.
âYeah.â
âSoâwhy change things?â he asked.
âBut you donât get any pleasure?â
âI do,â he said. âI get off watching you.â
C HAPTER 10
TERRY
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