Marlisa Anderson

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Your mother’s reaction was surprising. It seemed she’d never considered this. I couldn’t understand why. There was nothing particularly boy-like about you, and that had always been true. Yet maybe, in her mind, the two things—a boy’s softness and his urges—had nothing to do with each other. I disagreed. I thought one was
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