Room 614, the Arms Hotel, Saturday lunchtime
Turns out that waking up as a woman when your daughter is expecting you to be a man is not the most exhilirating start to a morning-now-heading-into-afternoon.
"Come on, Val," Ben soothed, rocking the sobbing infant as he paced the room for the thousandth time. "It's me. I still feel the same in the Force, I just...look different."
Perhaps philosophical discussions of gender and sex were not the place to start with a distraut one month old. "Ender?"
"Come on, Val," Ben soothed, rocking the sobbing infant as he paced the room for the thousandth time. "It's me. I still feel the same in the Force, I just...look different."
Perhaps philosophical discussions of gender and sex were not the place to start with a distraut one month old. "Ender?"