Fresh Start Chapter 34

Jirra arrived home and began to prep dinner. She had been encouraged to cook by both parents. Travis had thought it was idiotic that men considered cooking beneath them. Jirra wondered how he would have reacted to her transformation. Deep down, she figured that he would be cool about it and probably tell her to press on.

There was a package of chicken legs in the fridge, so she decided to try her hand at one of her dad's old specialities, Chicken Shoemaker. In a big, heavy skillet over fairly low heat, she slowly cooked a generous amount of chopped garlic and a half-cup of sliced pickled cherry peppers in olive oil. While the garlic and peppers were melding their flavours, she quickly cut the legs into drumsticks and thighs, then added them to the pan and covered it. She then put on a pot of water to boil for noodles and began tearing up greens for a salad.

Liz arrived home twenty minutes later and walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, that smells good," she said. "I almost expected to see your father here when I came in the door and caught the doors."

"I was thinking of Dad this afternoon, and when I saw the chicken legs it just seemed natural to do them his way," replied Jirra. "Supper should be ready in about fifteen minutes."

"That's fine. Is there anything I can do to help?"

"How about making your citrus vinaigrette for the salad?" Jirra replied, while she turned and basted the chicken pieces.

"OK, that would go well with the chicken."

"Thanks," replied Jirra.

"I finally got your tests back from the lab. There's good news," announced Liz. "You're completely healthy for a girl your age."

"What's the good news?" asked Jirra with a smirk.

"Funny. Seriously, Roo, we're in uncharted territory here. It's good to know that your hormone levels are normal."

"I know. It's just hard to accept, that's all," replied Jirra. "Any word on the mud samples?"

"No," replied Liz as she opened a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass. "I'm going to call out to them this weekend."

Jirra nodded. She then told Liz all about the newsletter, Lindsey, and Dave.

Liz then made the dressing. By that time, Jirra was just putting the noodles in the pot.

"I'm very proud about the way you've handled this," complimented Liz.

"I can't make her love me. She sees me as a girl. I mean, she barely knew me when I was Josh, barely a day."

"I don't have the words to make you feel better," stated Liz.

"We're good friends now. I suppose that will have to do. She knows how I feel, and it obviously doesn't bother her. Did you ever have a lesbian friend?"


"Did any of them ever tell you that they liked you... in more than a friendship sort of way?"

"Once. It was just after Dad proposed to me. She was a fellow doctor and, even though the army has an anti-gay policy, we all knew she was a lesbian. We had a drink after work, and she told me that she really liked me, in so many words."

"What happened?"

"Nothing. I told her that I wasn't attracted to women. The matter never came up again."

"How did it affect your friendship?"

"It didn't. She was in my wedding party."

"Really? Have I ever met her?"

Liz shook her head. "She left the army a few years later and now works for Doctors Without Borders. The last letter I got from her, she was in Kenya fighting AIDS."

"Did Dad know?"

Liz laughed. "Yes, he wasn't bothered by it."

"I was just thinking about Dad. I'm positive that he would have accepted my change."

"I agree."

Jirra sighed. "I still think about him a lot. I dreamt about him the other night. It was a good dream."

Liz smiled "I dream about him all the time, Roo."

As soon as the noodles were done, she arranged the chicken pieces around the edge of a platter, and then tossed the noodles in the oil and drippings in the chicken pan. Heaping the noodles in the centre of the platter, she placed it on the table.

Jirra contemplated her next words for a few seconds. "Do you think that you'll remarry?"

"Where did this come from?"

"I was just thinking. I just don't want you to be alone," replied Jirra.

"I haven't really thought about it."

"I just want you to know that I wouldn't mind, as long as you were happy."

"That's nice to know, and it means a lot to me," replied Liz.

"This whole adapting to a new life is forcing me to look at things differently, and not everything is related to my new gender."

"Does that also mean acceptance?"

"I wish I could say yes, but I still feel like a guy," replied Jirra. "I figured you'd want the truth."

"I understand, but I hope you find a common ground," replied Liz.

"Tara's been telling me the same thing - that I need to find balance in my life."
Becnme Becnme
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1 Response Nov 27, 2012

another nice chapter between mother and offspring.