If body and gender identity don’t match, life is hard on people of any age. Hunter hasn’t felt whole since realizing in his teens that he isn’t Holly. As a teen with no hope, Hunter lived male in his head, but turned his female body over to s*x, pregnancy, miscarriage.
By the age of thirty-nine, Hunter has saved enough to have Gender Confirmation Surgery, leading to legal identity as a gay man. His voiced deepens, and male pattern baldness sets in. He’s finally seen as a man. But without the final genital surgery, he still feels incomplete and lonely.
He’s in a bar nursing a martini as a tragedy unfold on the TV when a chance encounter from his long-ago past frightens him. Will Chris be another disappointment or a chance for happiness?
What We Remember By Emery C. Walters My name is Hunter. It used to be Holly. That’s my whole life story, right there. I was born female but have always felt male. I was okay until puberty hit, and then I was devastated. I don’t know, I guess I naively thought I’d just become a man then, or something. That didn’t happen of course, instead I grew boobs—big ones, and curves and started having—ugh—periods. I was very much an overachieving female, and I still liked guys, which I thought went with the territory. Every time I saw a cute guy, I wondered what it would be like to have him see me as a man, though, which warped my mind because as a female, liking guys, I was straight, right? It never occurred to me that if I were male, I’d be gay. Probably. Unless that changed, too. I didn’t want to
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