After he left, I was forced to face my reaction to the young man. He was as pretty as a woman, yet a certain masculinity defined his features. He had the behavior of what Otter’s books about the legendary Don Juan had called a “libertine.” The boy intrigued me. Might even say he interested me. Nonetheless, his loose behavior disturbed Winter Bird, who was important to me. My secret hope that the boy might service Bird’s carnal needs did not appear to be happening. Still, it was early. That might yet occur, given more time.
More troublesome was Bird’s warning to watch Face around the boys. Was this a problem I had not foreseen? Could someone like Pretty Face influencea child? Tempt him into experimenting, certainly; but lead him into that sort of life? I’d never considered that. A boy will grow into whoever he is, and that was that. Or was it? Would I have become a Two-Spirit and loved Matthew had Timo not come into my bedroom fourteen years ago and put his mouth to me?