The 4th

I found myself at the nine month mark; nine months on hormones and as I laid lazily in bed as my alarm rang, I found myself looking back.

I could feel the effects of my roller coaster type of life that I had found myself living. Dancing as I woke, crying as a sad song came on the radio, laughing at myself, at my friends and my family; I was different.

I pulled myself out of bed and went straight for the bathroom and standing in front of the mirror I examined my face more carefully. I didn’t recognize the woman in the reflection, she was smiling, something Kenneth was never accustomed to seeing; my jaw, my eyes, my cheeks were well under way of a complete transformation.

I was happy and thankful and for this Fourth of July would be different than all my others. I would spend this holiday with friends.

I smiled as I saw the call ID on my phone read Marcie.

“Hey sweetie.” I said as I answered.

“We were thinking about grabbing a sub from this nice little Italian place near me? What do you think?” She replied. “And then when Kim gets here we can have dinner before we head out to the fireworks.”

“What a day this will be.” I thought as I brushed my teeth. It had been so long since I just took a day to relax and just take things as they go. I was kind of glad I would spend one of my rare days off away from the club and loud music.

Kimberly had work to do in the morning so she wouldn’t be going to Virginia with me, instead she would just catch up with us later.

I threw on a pair of shorts and one of my countless cold shoulder shirts, some scandals and then skipped my regular makeup routine, instead just slapping a little lipstick on, grabbed my purse and rushed out the door.

It had been a week or more since I had my Marcie dose and I really didn’t want to waste any time getting to her place. As I drove, playing my music and dancing a bit, I thought about how I felt comfortable at her apartment, actually there were times when I felt more comfortable there than I did at my place.

I knocked on her door, she opened it with a smile. We hugged and I kissed her on her cheek. “Oh I missed you.”

“I am almost ready, need about ten more minutes and then we can go get the subs.” She said as she walked back toward her bedroom; I followed her like a lost puppy dog.

She went straight for her makeup table and I flopped down on her bed nearby. I normally try to listen to everything she said as she recapped her week but this time I was in a strange sort of mood, I just watched her as she applied blush. She was indeed a beautiful woman, I was so lucky to have found her.

“It might rain, I checked earlier, but if it does we could think about staying here and playing a game or two.” She said as she noticed I wasn’t paying attention to anything.

She could have directed me to follow her over the cliff and I, being the minion that I am, would have followed. “I am so lucky.” I answered.

“What?” She said; after all, I couldn’t expect her to read my mind. How I loved her so much, how she in some aspects represented my entire life.

“You are so strange Kendra.” She said when she noticed I was just staring and smiling.

“And you are stuck with me.” I finally answered.

And out of nowhere, Jamie peered around the corner of Marcie’s bedroom. “Yes Kendra, we are all stuck with you, no matter how we feel about it Kendra, forever and ever.” She said and then backed back out of the doorway.

And my little sister Jamie, the supportive, angelic-devil figure of a friend who never once tried to come in between my bestest friend in the world.

“Don’t forget your prescription that you left here last week. Make sure you take it home with you when you go.” Marcie said as she straightened up her makeup table.

I chuckled but no one could have guessed what I was thinking at that moment. “Oh Marcie, you wonderful creature, I am home already.”

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