" Maybe it'll go away."Andy looked like he was going to snap back at me again, but he caught himself and shook his head instead. I saw his fist clench harder; any more and I was worried he'd cut his hand on his fingernails."No," he said, flatly. "I'm seventeen now. I've known since I was five. It's not going to go away, it's not going to fade, I'm not going to get better," he spat the last words. "I'm a tranny, I was born a tranny and I'll die a tranny. Nothing but a revolting, misunderstood pervert."I tried to draw him back to me, slowly. He followed my arm in, resting again underneath my shoulder. "You're not a pervert," I said, gently, "and you're not disgusting. No matter what you may think, or what anyone may tell you." I'm disgusting," Andrew insisted, quietly. "I'm ugly."I sighed. "You're not ugly, either," I said. In the privacy of my head, I screamed, 'No, you most definitely are NOT!'"I look in the mirror, and all I can see is a great, ugly, stubbly mess. A mass of dry. , she tartly pointed out—so I needed to get cracking if I was going to follow her advice. I still delayed long enough to go down and snatch up one of the last sandwiches remaining on the dining room sideboard for my lunch, partly because I figured I'd be pretty hungry by dinner and partly to give myself a couple of minutes to mull over the introduction she'd framed for me, but when I got back it was time to make the call.Susan had the number; she apparently had an eidetic memory for phone numbers, at least in this incarnation. I dialed it on my cell and got a prompt answer of "Mr. McDonough's office" from the voice or some female who didn't trouble to identify herself. When I asked for him there was the usual inquiry about who was I. I didn't give my name, simply told her to tell him it was "about Ariel Shaughnessy." The name evidently rang a bell with her; she put me through."John McDonough, marshal," came a male voice. "Tell me you're calling to make my week and say she's.
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