I loved this fairy-tale story of transgender alienation and learning to feel again. It’s a little confusing at first but stick with it. It’s easy to read if you go with the flow and well worth the effort.
There was no stopping it. Once someone became entrenched in fiction they rarely found their way out. Elves, aliens, talking teddy bears, Row rarely met a person that had gotten over every childhood story. Even his no-nonsense old boss still walked around in his completely nonsensical luck socks. Row’s accountant liked sevens a bit too much. The barista downstairs read tea leaves. No one but Row got over the childish belief that there was something special about anything. He’s left all that nonsense back home, a place he would never return to. Ever.