Reconstructing Amelia

by Kimberly McCreight

With her long blond hair falling in waves over her shoulders and her miraculous eyes—one blue, one hazel—glinting in the warm morning light, Amelia had looked so much older, and taller, than she had only the day before. With Kate’s high cheekbones and heart-shaped face, Amelia was a beautiful girl. Sexy now, too, in her low-rise jeans and fitted tank top. Thankfully, she was also still a bit of a tomboy.

Here we goooooooo

Kate’s very high client-meeting heels clicked loudly against the concrete.

Because god forbid that a career woman wear sensible shoes.

Sometimes it’s hard to tell how fast the current’s moving until you’re headed over a waterfall.”

I actually unironically like this, does that make me silly?

a manly nod

Pointlessly gendered nodding. Love it.

“It’s not like we all emit some secret frequency that only other gays can hear.”

Lmao