remembers how Nick saw what her face did when he called her part boy. She couldn’t respond at first because of the tight pressure of what she wanted to say, the way words bunched up in her throat. Nick said he was sorry. He knew that what he had said wasn’t true. She was a girl. He knew that. “Think about how hard this is for me,” he said. “It’s just a job.” “It makes me feel small.” She did not care. She did not forgive him.
