“You want a real birthday celebration, it’s with me—right here in this room. And it’s one you won’t fucking forget, that I guarantee.” He ...pulled back from her, scooped up his wine glass and clinked it against hers. Then he sipped and in a state of semi-hypnosis, she copied him. “Now are you going to be a clever girl and lock that door?”She nodded obediently, the last of her good intentions wiped clean from her mind. Gripped in the same trance she turned, flicked the door catch and locked. Then she smiled as he stirred in liberal portions of milk and sugar. "I see you like a little coffee with your cream and sugar," she said.Donnie smiled. "Yeah, I guess so." He nodded to the newspaper and said, "Sports?"Helen pulled out the sports section and handed it to her son. "Thanks," Donnie said.Helen was seated at a small table in the family's breakfast nook. The nook was separated from the kitchen by a high counter that doubled as a wet bar during social events. The bar had a couple of. G element ispurely a twisted figment of my imagination. Since my childhood wasmostly a miserable and lonely existence,then, had the subject of mygender confusion been confronted by those adults to whom my well beingwas entrusted,then life may have been a little more interesting. Isuppose as it is with most children who suffer from this "affliction",(as I viewed it at the time) I thought I had the best kept secret in theworld. Only with hindsight as an adult did I realize it was the best. Your friend Nick."Fabian told me that he got such a card from this Nick every year and there was an incredible story behind those lines. He promised to tell me more about it later at the bar after dinner, which he did.Here is his story:I Fabian Holm was regarded as a "bad boy" and therefore not very popular in my small Scandinavian hometown because of my two bankrupted enterprises, which had cost some "good people" a lot of their money. Hunted by the bailiff for big debts and usually unemployed.