Athanaal en sunniyai nan madithu jatiyil thaan vaithu kola vendrum. Andru kaalai aval varuvathaaga soli irunthaal, naanum kalaiyil kilambi enathu bike... eduthu kondu avalai pick up seiya sendren.Reethu enakaaga maruthuva manaiyil kaathu kondu irunthaal, kaaliyil avalai pick up seithen. Indru iru mulaiyum perithaaga therivathu pondru aadai aninthu kondu irunthaal, bikeil eeri amarum pozhuthu iru mulaiyum en muthugil pattu azhunthiyathu. Engal kathal thudara aarambithathu, iruvarum bikeil eeri oru. They weren’t telling anyone, yet. He hadn’t told a single soul. Carolyn had written her mother, and -- of course -- somewhere there was a doctor’s office full of people who knew. But they were going to church where nobody at all knew. And, he had to admit, that keeping this secret sometimes made him a little smug.Well, Carolyn wore that dress to church, anyway. He drove there, watched her descend to the choir robing room, and went to sit in a pew until the others came in. He used to enjoy. They looked as smooth as his chest; as smooth as her arms.He looked at her and then noticed the t-shirt that she was wearing. Even with most of it bunched up over her swaying breasts he recognized it as the t-shirt that Don had been wearing the night before. Carl looked around quickly and saw men's underwear and Don's pants lying on the ground near the entrance of the woman's tent.It all started to click in Carl's head. The clothes, her name, her Answers to his questions all started to form an. Doubt and accusations of telling lies, one lady tried to feel me to see if I was a boy! Do you think this is the only time I have gone through something like this? No, I have gone through it every time I have sung for others besides my mother and aunt. At church, at school in the park or even when I am just walking to or from somewhere. From happiness and joy everything changes whenever I stop singing. That is why I don't sing! That is why I will never sing again! Look at me! What do you see?.