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Mom and Jay got married when I was in elementary school. Fourth grade, maybe? It's a bit hazy.
\fontspec{Gentium Book Basic}[Color=222288FF]
\renewfontfamily\allyFont{Merriweather Sans}[Scale=0.9,Color=4444AAFF,Ligatures=TeX]
\noindent Mom and Jay got married when I was in elementary school. Fourth grade, maybe? It's a bit hazy.
\begin{ally}
Life began in high school, remember?
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Many gifts. A few hobbies. Later, an internet connection.
\newpage
Jay was a photographer. An artist. A true, honest, dyed-in-the-wool artist.
\noindent Jay was a photographer. An artist. A true, honest, dyed-in-the-wool artist.
\begin{ally}
You looked up to him. Part of you wanted to be him. He could run a photography business funded by his day job of being a newspaper photographer. You thought of him when you changed your major to music.
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\end{ally}
\newpage
Our punishment --- my step-siblings and I --- was time-out. Jay had an old church pew rescued from some church in New Mexico that he'd painted a grayish sky blue. ``Go sit on the bench,'' he'd tell us. ``Half an hour.''
\noindent Our punishment --- my step-siblings and I --- was time-out. Jay had an old church pew rescued from some church in New Mexico that he'd painted a grayish sky blue. ``Go sit on the bench,'' he'd tell us. ``Half an hour.''
\begin{ally}
You measured it with your fingers. You'd judge the width of the plank you sat on by pinching it. Three inches? Four? You'd lay your length on it and count how many Matts it took from one end to another.
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I'm still afraid of him. Maybe it just took me admitting that.
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When I came out, I did so by leaving a book of stories from gay youth on top of my mom's reading pile right before taking the bus down to visit my dad for the night. She called me after dinner and asked me if the book meant what she thought it did.
\noindent When I came out, I did so by leaving a book of stories from gay youth on top of my mom's reading pile right before taking the bus down to visit my dad for the night. She called me after dinner and asked me if the book meant what she thought it did.
\begin{ally}
Did you ever tell --- really tell, with words and everything --- any of your family you were gay? Or trans?
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Let's fucking not.
\newpage
My mom and I got in the habit of going to the dog part after work. We'd pick up Hank, our golden lad, and Chelsea, our Phyllis-Diller-slash-Yoda mutt, and drive across town to a field dedicated to letting dogs frolic with each other.
\noindent My mom and I got in the habit of going to the dog part after work. We'd pick up Hank, our golden lad, and Chelsea, our Phyllis-Diller-slash-Yoda mutt, and drive across town to a field dedicated to letting dogs frolic with each other.
We'd play with other dogs. We'd through tennis ball after slobbery tennis ball. We got to know the other owners, mostly as ``oh, you're Sandy's owner''.
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Gladly.
\newpage
Between when the divorce was decided and when we were supposed to move out to the townhouse my mom had purchased, mom adopted a dog. Helen had clearly been feral rather than a surrender, because she was impossible. She didn't know how to act around dogs. She didn't know how to act around people. She didn't know how to act indoors. She didn't know how to act outside.
\noindent Between when the divorce was decided and when we were supposed to move out to the townhouse my mom had purchased, mom adopted a dog. Helen had clearly been feral rather than a surrender, because she was impossible. She didn't know how to act around dogs. She didn't know how to act around people. She didn't know how to act indoors. She didn't know how to act outside.
\begin{ally}
She didn't know how to act around you, so you hid from her.