THE WEATHERGIRL BY B-MAN

About a minute later, my phone rang. It was Veronica.

"DID YOU SEE IT?!"

"Yes," I said calmly. "I did."

"Are you fucking shocked?!"

"No, I'm not."

"Why?"

I told her everything that happened over the past few days with Shannon I
explained that she'd told me what she was going to do and asked me not to
tell anyone because Debra would try to talk her out of it.

"You bet she would. How could she do that?"

When I gave her Shannon's reason she seemed to understand, but was still
shocked.

"You know, when she started her weather report, she seemed so calm I
thought she'd chickened out myself."

"Well, I guess I'll see you in the office tomorrow. It'll be the talk of
the town by then."

"I'm sure it already is."



And I was right.

Not only locally, but it made headlines all over the internet before the
late night talk shows were even over. Every dickhead with an opinion
weighed in about it. A lot were sympathetic but other were cruel and
obsurd. She was congratulated for her bravery and vilified as a freak.
Just the type of reaction you'd expect. Neither of which Shannon wanted
but she surely expected it.

She didn't give the station the chance to fire her, she quit on her own.

She called me a few days later after most of the dust had settled and we
talked for about two hours. She'd actually gotten death threats which was,
of course, ludicrous but they were from some guys who were still attracted
to her even though they knew now that she was transsexual.

She 's moving out of the city and will write a book and perhaps tell her
story on various talk shows but like I said Shannon's a fighter and will
land on her feet.


As for me, I'm still struggling with questions of my own regarding what
and who I am. I don't really know yet.

But I have been shopping for girls' clothes on line. I haven't bought
anything yet. I'm just pricing. Just in case.


THE END