Chapter 19

“And you’re going to change that?” asked Marzipan, swirling her tea leaves in her cup and getting up to serve herself from the kettle.

“I will if it’s love.”

Marzipan looked at Katie for support, but Katie simply rolled her eyes ceilingward and shook her head. “Don’t bother with him, Marzipan. He’s too set in his ways to give himself to a real relationship. That’s the attraction to straight guys, I think. The whole relationship happens in his head, so he can come and go as he pleases.”

Ouch.

“That’s not true!” I challenged. “I am dying for a relationship, I would love to have a boyfriend, I complain about it all the time,” I offered, as if that were evidence of emotional maturity. “I can’t help who I’m attracted to! I’m not going to go out with some fat kid just because he’s gay and in the neighborhood.”