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I’ve never fit.
I mean nowhere.
Not in the “Real world” at least.

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Chapter 9
Wednesday, March 28, 1990

Robert Shannon refused to come to San Diego. He'd rather hole up in his Big Apple condominium than be with eldest child. It was easier for him to blame the doctor and his wife for what was happening to his son than to man up and face the truth.

Sounds of war can be heard in the distance. The airmen want to protect the villages, so the natives have to be told what will happen if the war comes to their island.

"Will you just look at that?" Jack murmured to the others. Melanie was walking towards them carrying baskets containing their lunch, her body swaying with a natural rhythm that made the men's pulses quicken. "Can you believe, just a few months ago, she was Paul? I see it every day, but my brain still finds it amazing."

"It's a miracle, that's what it is," Les opined. "If she was a Catholic, she'd be in line for sainthood, that's for certain."

"Well, no," Doc said. "The saint would be the one who changed Paul into Melanie, not Melanie herself. But I agree, she's a good mover, isn't she, for someone who was a bloke when we landed."

Merritt Lane McGraw feels he is a girl at a time of Great Depression and World War II. It is a period before the words “crossdresser” and “transgender” were in the vocabulary and a time before sexual assignment surgery was a possibility. This story with historical background tells how this lovely child’s desires bring both shame and joy to himself, his family and his friends

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Chapter 7
Saturday, March 24, 1990

CHAPTER 64
When we got back from France, I had a phone call.

“Sh’mae, Sar, beth wyt ti’n ‘neud penwythnos nesa?”