“Who names their kid Furion?” the kid I didn’t name asks. My boyfriend and his future step child both have their phones in hand, prepared to read whatever I have to say because I’m mute and group text messaging is my main method of communication. I could have replaced my text to speech device, but it gives me a little thrill every time Fox or Bellamy have to read what I say to other people. Listen, I’m mute *wiggles eyebrows*. I don’t have a voice. When someone cares enough to give me a voice using their own, it makes me melty and gooey on the inside. I crave that feeling, and my boys give it
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