I heard gasps. When the train doors opened, I had the car to myself. I loved every minute of it, every side-glance from a neighbor when I greeted Oren at the door with Pretzel slung around my neck. I had her and I had him, too, and the fact of one meant that the other was O. Being gay felt weird in a way that was big and life changing, but having Pretzel felt weird in way that was interesting. As the weeks went by, I became happier to see her and less happy each night to see Oren.
Meanwhile, Pretzel was growing bigger and more resistant to my attempts to pull her away from my neck when she grabbed on too hard. Her tank had become small.
Finally I told Oren we were over. Then there was just Pretzel and I, and the fear that was becoming harder to ignore. I lasted exactly one week with Pretzel after Oren left. I fed her and afterward, while her stomach was still distended in the cartoonish lump of a mouse, I noticed a wood chip stuck in the corner of her mouth and reached for it. In a flash I had a bleeding triangle of bite marks on my hand. That night, alone for the first time in nearly a year, with neither man nor beast by my side, I felt closer to my own life than I had in a long time.
Oren found love and married; a few years ago he sent me photographs of their boys, who look like miniature versions of him. And me? Tell us what you think. Please upgrade your browser.
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