“Do you . . . ? Should I call you by he or she? Or they?” Evelyn asked. She didn’t seem to care which, and for that, Flora was more grateful than she could say. After all of the time spent worrying, fretting, over the lie that was Florian, and now she could be anything. She could be herself. Florian smiled. “I guess it doesn’t really matter. Any of them feel true.”
