The Greatest Lie Part 6

This verbal assault left me momentarily speechless, but I regained my voice. "Well, then, I guess you won’t care that I am transitioning to full time female gender. I’m a transsexual, and I’m proud of it. I’d much rather grow up to be a woman than a egotistic, Don Juan asshole like you."

"I always knew there was something wrong with you. I’m am going to get out of your life, and you and your mom can stay out of mine. I just got appointed head of a pharmaceutical research institute in Lucerne, and I’m staying here with Isabel. You and your mother can have each other, and everything in California. As far as I’m concerned, you can be whatever you want. I just don’t want to hear about it anymore."

"Have a nice life, dad." He hung up.

I called my mother and reported. "You know, it’s going to be hard. My book’s not done, and I really don’t have very much to live on. I need to finish the book, and then get back to California and find work."

"Don’t worry, mom. I’ll be fine with money. My therapist says if you’ll write consenting, the University will give me a housing and meals stipend in lieu of my dormitory, re-register me as a girl and let me keep my scholarship as long as I keep my grades up."

"I know I don’t need to worry about that. Of course I’ll write my consent. I want to support you in any way I can, Allie."

Except financially, I thought bitterly, but did not say. My mom has super expensive tastes, and now she wouldn’t have my dad’s income to support them. I wasn’t worried. Before she hung up, she asked "By the way. What’s your size? I can’t wait to start shopping for you." At least I would have lots of feminine clothing and accessories coming now. Between that, the housing and meals stipend, and the money that Finch had put into the apartment and the housing money from the scholarship, I would be better off. Besides, I had ways of supplementing my cash flow.