Chapters (52)
- Cover
- About the Author
- The Break Up
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Acknowledgements
- Dear Reader …
- Keep Reading …
- About the Publisher
‘But since you became sure, since this—’ she tapped the card ‘—you’ve thought about her more?’ I nodded. I couldn’t bring myself to admit it out loud – although I didn’t exactly know why. ‘Edi, now, you don’t have to answer this, but this is a safe space; I have to remind you of that. Have you ever had these sorts of thoughts or feelings about a woman before?’ Again, I nodded; again, I couldn’t admit it out loud. But the question sent me catapulting back to the smell of Impulse and the taste of strawberry lip balm. ‘Okay. Well, that’s okay, Edi. Sexuality, despite what some people think, can exist on the same sort of scale as gender. It can move, evolve in the same way our relationships do. Not everyone experiences it, no. Some people feel their sexuality is very much fixed. But some people don’t. And both of those experiences and viewpoints are valid and allowed. There’s nothing wrong with either lived circumstance.’
‘Rowan says he could never be with a man.’
‘Well, that’s Rowan’s narrative.’ She waited for me to look up. ‘What’s yours?’
‘I don’t know what it makes me, if I call her.’ I couldn’t bring myself to look at Gwen. But I knew that I needed to tell someone – and I was paying £90 for the privilege of the back-to-back appointment, so I thought I should at least put my privilege to use. ‘If I call her, do I stop being straight? Do I start being something else? Do I need to have a sit-down with my parents?’
‘Is this something that you’ve considered before?’ I threw her a quizzical look. ‘Your sexuality: exploring it, identifying it?’ The question was enough to make me look away again, but I nodded – a hearty, honest nod. ‘Recently, or, let’s say, in your teenage years?’ I thought the question over; rolled the memories around.
‘I think you can probably take out the or,’ I admitted. ‘It’s more, and.’
‘Hence the confusion you feel over Fred?’
Confusion felt like an understatement. Still, I nodded again. ‘Do I need to start ticking a different box on equality forms? Like, is that the decision I’m really making here?’
Gwen let out a soft laugh. ‘Edi, what are you planning on doing with the girl?’
‘That depends on how the date goes.’ I snorted, and Gwen laughed along with me.
‘That’s more like it.’
‘I’m just worried, and Rowan is—’