Several times I caught herjust staring at me. I was starting to feel like I was a disappointment toher being born a boy.We cleaned up the dishes and b...cause it was already late from me gettinghome late from work we went straight back to her bathroom where we washedoff all my makeup. I took off the necklace and gave it back to her.?Mom,? I asked just as I was about to leave, ?are you sorry I wasn?t borna girl???Oh, baby, no!? she came and wrapped her arms around me. ?I?m sorry I?vegotten so. Malia went into her bedroom to change while Leora sat in the living room watching the television. About ten minutes later Leora heard her new friend call out to her."Come into my room, girlfriend, I want to show you something I found," she said with a giggle in her voice.Leora quickly got up and went down the hall to see what she wanted. She stopped at the doorway to the bedroom and put her hands up to her mouth, laughing out loud and turning red. Malia was holding up a device that she could. Like... is it autobiographical?" I smirked. It's the question that always comes up, but I tried to be as courteous as possible. "Well, some of them are, some of them are not. I like to say I write about what I did, like to do or dream of doing and let my readers figure it out for themselves which is which. It's part of the appeal, I think, so I like to keep that a secret. However, some stories clearly are fiction, like the Zombie thing I had started recently..." "Oh," she said. "Like the. That put too big a strain on our other friendship too, and so we drifted apart after that. We didn't have any big fight or anything, it was more like the two of us decided to go our separate ways.Later on, while we were in high school, Leslie broke her back when she fell from her horse while horseback riding. She severed some nerves in the fall, and became a paraplegic, without any use or feeling in her legs. She spent the rest of high school in a wheel chair. I knew she'd gone away to college.