Walking through The Castro, ice cream in hand, I felt like the world should’ve been oohing and aahing at our accomplishment. It was like we had undergone some magic ritual and no one was there to bear witness. At first, I was a little disappointed at the lack of adulation from the masses, but then I realized that I hadn’t been alone back at The Gauntlet. In fact, Sparkle and I had shared something special. And then, all of a sudden, I felt really glad for what I’d just done. As stupid as it was, it was also a very adult decision and something my mother would have a cow about if she ever got a gander at it. And that, of course, made me doubly happy. Double Rainbow happy, in fact.
“To the n****e Sisters!” I proclaimed and lifted my ice cream cone up to the clear, blue sky.
“To the n****e S
