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“When had she stopped being a child? The first time a guy had whistled at her out of a car window? The moment she started wondering how she looked when she ran, what jiggled or bounced, instead of the pace she was setting? The first time she’d kept from raising her hand because she didn’t want to seem too smart or too eager? No one had told her how much she would lose until the time for grieving was long over.”

“I don’t know who you think you are, but I’ve had about enough of being scolded by a teenage girl.”
“I could be a man of fifty and you’d still be just as wrong.”

“I liked some of these people. They weren’t the billboard heteros. We overlapped in music and clothing choices, in art and vintage furniture taste, in electoral politics. We’d read the same books. But I never stopped being aware of my hands or the sound of my own voice. I missed my friends and the relief of being unexplained and understood.”

“Pride was a reminder that our numbers were greater than we knew, and of the strength therein, etc.; also, that queer people could be as unoriginal and exasperating as any people.”

“And this, their first apology in a language they were still learning, was a thing they stammered and halted through. But it stopped them from spinning out and losing each other. It kept them in each other’s fields of gravity, finding each other.”