"Who was this grown-up boy, carefully concealed within her? Women steered clear of her. Men were intimidated by her. Little girls looked at her wonderingly, and little boys jeered in self-defense at the sight of her. She was aggressive, sure, and confident of herself. She moved differently than most women, with greater certitude. Her movements were less precise, not needing to cautiously negotiate her way through life, but simply sailing onward in whatever direction she chose, no matter what conditions prevailed, and fully expect to reach her destination.
"She wasn't like other women, other girls. She felt herself capable beyond dispute of whatever she attempted. She wasn't even like men or boys; she was continually reminded by them that she was not one of them, whenever she came into male company. She knew her body, trusted her body, and she had no fear of what life threw at her. When she stepped from her home on the weekends..."
For those who are Both, this book is for you.
"She wasn't like other women, other girls. She felt herself capable beyond dispute of whatever she attempted. She wasn't even like men or boys; she was continually reminded by them that she was not one of them, whenever she came into male company. She knew her body, trusted her body, and she had no fear of what life threw at her. When she stepped from her home on the weekends..."
For those who are Both, this book is for you.
