From the look on her face, Katie was asuncertain about this as I was. "Thanks," I looked down at the card,"Ms. Sumner." She nodded and let us out the ...door."You going to be OK getting to the club?" Katie asked. We had stoppedoutside the station where she was going to catch her train."Sure, It's only a couple of blocks away." I shrugged, not reallyseeing what the problem was. Then I remembered the guy hollering at meearlier. "Then I'll be with my friends. We can't let them drive us offthe. I thought that was strange since this attack was being touted as an attack from the North on the freedom loving people of the democratic South.The elusiveness of the VC was probably their best weapon. You didn’t know who they were, where they were coming from, or what they wanted as their real objective.It just seemed like that major advantage was all thrown away in the Tet offensive.Years later, I read in a report that the success of the Tet offensive was actually a major defeat for the enemy. I'll hear you screaming every evening. When they pick out your eyeballs, you'll be blind but you'll know... and... when we put you out flat, your cunt will be untied, open again. Ravens like that tender floppy meat in there. You might even cum when they pick at your clit. Goodbye Maria. I hope you rot in hell."She saw him walk away, slowly, to the others, who, passion spent, were staggering drunkenly out of the yard. She blacked out again, her soul a pit of deep despair.The movement of her. "I think," Emma said softly, "that Claire might have a case of genderdysphoria. I've been looking it up online, it's a real thing and can bediagnosed by a doctor." We'll add the doctor to the list of people to call on Monday, then," dadsaid."There are also plenty of websites and support groups available online,"Emma said. "Claire... If this is really a big deal for you, you don't needto suffer alone." How are we going to explain this to Becca?" Dad wondered aloud. "Surelywe can't simply say.