’ I responded, ‘I’m glad I was able to help y’all decide to stay.’ She finally looked at me with a sad face, ‘I have to confess, I would�...ve been happy had he decided to go back. My whole life, my friends, my boyfriend…. They’re all up in Harrisburg. I never wanted to come here and I tried to convince my parents to let me finish my senior year up there. They told me they wouldn’t be able to be a family without me, so I had to make the grand gesture and pretend I’m okay with it.’ That startled. ‘Psst. Who are we waiting for?’ Maran tensed and saw spots. Turning, she found the broken coat rack gone from her hand and missing completely while staring into the face of a young man, quite a bit shorter than her. At five-foot-nine, Maran towered over many of her classmates and it helped with intimidation at times. The man was about four-foot-nine, and he carried something at his side. It looked like a recorder, but it looked so old. He wore a green shirt and tights, a belt holding his. As they walked, each picture they passed had something added to it. The next one they saw showed the same young man, with his ice-blue eyes open. Their coloring was made even more interesting by the contrast they made to his lightly tanned skin. It was hard to read his facial expression, but both girls agreed that the guy was attractive.“What's written on the next sign?” Jodi asked.When they had walked a few feet closer they could see that it said, “Come to the show.”“Come to the show? What. " Wonder how she like not havin' no peter no more?" Several Fillies laughed."Wonder how she like shavin' her legs instead of her face?" How do dat sex change ray work, anyway?" It's easy. White men, dey ain't nothin' but big pussies nohow. De ray just concentrate it all between dey legs." Oh, I understand. Dat why dey be callin' it a concentrator!" More laughter, harsher than before."She a Mary's Girl now." Don't you mean 'Mary's Boys?' Dey all freak bitches!"They all laughed at that one."Hey,.