Page 62 of Lucky Shot

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It’s only twenty-three seconds, but Pretty walks me through his everyday closet and into the one with all the dresses. He takes me around the room, showing me the clothes and the drawers and the cubbies. It ends on a tiara.

Me

What’s in the drawers?

Pretty Boy

I need to keep some secrets!

Me

Lol. Okay. You have a great collection. Which is your favorite?

Pretty Boy

I don’t know. I see something I like, and I buy it. Then it sits in here until… I find the courage to wear something.

Me

Oh, honey. Want to try something?

Pretty Boy

I don’t know what that means.

Me

I’m going to give you very specific instructions. And I want you to follow them. With each step, I want you to send me a picture that you’ve done it. Can you do that?

Pretty Boy

Can I say that I just… I’m not ready for you to see me yet.

Me

You sent me a picture of you just this morning…

Pretty Boy

No. I don’t care about my body. But not my face.

Me

I’m definitely not arguing against that, but can I ask why?

Pretty Boy

Because I get judged a lot based on my appearance and… I don’t want that to have any influence on… this. Is that okay?

Me

Yes. We’ll keep our faces out of pictures. Until we’re ready. Sound good?

Pretty Boy

Very. Thanks for understanding.

Me

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