Then my mind wandered more. What if I did choose Zoey? Would she even have me?Obviously not. Right? Whatever Zoey was doing with me, to me, this entir... time, obviously had nothing to do with me. She couldn't have liked me. Like that. I mean, I'm still this ugly troll. I didn't even know why Beth liked me. So I'd have to win Zoey over.What was I even thinking? My girlfriend, my Beth, was falling to pieces, literally crying on her friend's shoulder. Meanwhile, I am thinking about hooking up with. You'll clean it when I pee, you'll change my pads andtampon if I tell you to. You'll do the same for my girl friends andyou'll do whatever other chores I tell you to do. And just as importantyou must accept the fact that you're a sissy with a pussy and that meansyou're going to dress like the little girl I want you to be."Tracy's words were like a series of daggers thrust into me. I had hadsuch high hopes that our relationship might normalize one day butevidently that was just wishful thinking.. Diane was streaming some tears of joy in her vehicle. I headed over to the driver’s window which she rolled down for me. “Oh, Daddy, how can I ever repay you?” She says.“This is a gift; you aren’t supposed to repay a gift. Now take this for a test drive,” I tell her. Both John and Jennifer are already backing out of their parking spots. They head on down the road yelling and squealing with delight. Diane just sat there making all the adjustments, rearview mirror, seat position, where all the. Didn't you sleep well last night?"I shook my head. "No ... too much stuff going around in my mind." Are you going to see Rita today?" she asked cautiously."Yes. But I don't know what I'm going to say. I don't even know how I feel ... except disappointed. I don't know how this is going to turn out," I said, looking at my daughter."She loves you, Daddy. Don't forget that. She did something wrong, but ... that doesn't mean she doesn't love you."I nodded. "I know. I wish it was as simple as her.