I spat up a few more denials. They landed like dead birds falling from the sky. I tried my best to make my face look incredulous, outraged, and offended. But I could tell by their stony eyes that my face was betraying me, just as the rest of my body had throughout my life. I wanted it to be straight and it wouldn’t. I wanted it to be good at sports and it wouldn’t. No matter what I wanted in life, my body was always there to oppose me. And now here it was again, making a fool out of me.
