Chapter 3Rowan Fairchild wasn’t quite sure how she was going to pull this off. It was one thing to go to work every day dressed like a man, and pretending that nothing had changed in the past three years, but it was another thing to go to her family’s get together in Niagara Falls as a man. To do so meant more than twenty-four hours spent in confining clothing and hearing the wrong pronouns used for herself on occasion.
At least my name is the same, she reminded herself. That was the one saving grace in her entire transformation and gender transition. By the time she understood what all her cross-dressing and strange dreams about being a woman truly meant in her mid-twenties, she’d made peace with her name as Rowan. As a young boy, she’d been teased for it. When the television character M
