‘You wouldn’t happen to be the one I spoke to on the phone?’ she asked and moved closer, extending her hand. ‘I’m Linda, Jean’s former ste...mother.’ ‘Isabelle.’ she said with a puzzled look. Linda had noticed it and turned to Jean-Marie. ‘Oh, you haven’t told her about the family?’ she asked, then turned to Isabelle again. ‘I almost married his father before he died much too young.’ She looked down sadly. ‘Such tragedy..’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that..’ Isabelle said but Linda bounced back to. Noah goes back to his friends while Evelyn looks back to her lover. The two women aren’t dancing as close anymore and the friend is obviously putting on a show for a few men at the bar. An idea sparks in her mind and she stands to walk up to her fiancé. “Eve, I- um, well…” Maria mumbles nervously but trails off when those strong hands grab her hips and pull her close. “Calm down, love. Noah said Sam wants a man. Let’s get her a man.” Evelyn husks and looks at the other blonde over her. I love being called a faggot and it has become an important part of my identity. I’ve since removed myself from that negativity. Starting this year, I’ve acquired more clothes and become more open about who I am. Lots of people have seen me (family/friends) it has made me more confident. Nothing like how I was when I was 13. When they ask me why I have slutty stripper outfits in my closet, I tell them they are mines. They ask why I do it or if I’m gay. I simply reply I’ve had my time being a. I couldnt feel the joy of getting the shcolorship. During my stay in US, I used to have sex with Amma and Subbu aunty in dreams. I was Waiting for my course to complete. Finally that day came. When I came back from US I found both my mother andAunt waiting for me in the Airport. Both looked very radiant and it was very late in the night when I landed. I was surprised by seeing two people I was missing for so many days. When I smiled at them both looked very coy and bent their heads refusing to.