“You gonna spit it out or do I have to squeeze it from ya?” Mei rolled her eyes to Violet, perturbed. “You’ve been wriggling for the last half hour. Spit.”
Violet laid flat on her back and stared at the ceiling. Keeping her eyes away from Mei, she asked, “When’d you start likin’ girls?”
Mei didn’t answer immediately. Violet worried that she might have offended her, and turned to apologize. But Mei didn’t seem angry, merely surprised at the question. Then, she smiled. “For a while now,” she said. “Hell, I was younger than you, I think. Fifteen? Fourteen?”
Violet’s eyes widened and she fiddled with the blankets. “How’d you…? I mean…What made ya…?”
“I hear the Germans got a word for it. Homosexualität, I think is how they say it.”
“Homowhat?”
Mei shrugged. “In English it comes out homos
