Elisa

“Don’t.
Don’t come out unless you want to. Don’t come out for anyone else’s sake. Don’t come out because you think society expects you to.
Come out for yourself.
Come out to yourself.
Shout, sing it.
Softly stutter.
Correct those who say they knew before you did.
That’s not how sexuality works, it’s yours to define.”
― Dean Atta, The Black Flamingo

“Screw that. We’re going to lunch.” “It’s almost dinnertime.” “Then we’re going to dinch. Or lunner. Or whatever the hell early-dinner-late-lunch stupid combo we can come up with.” “Now isn’t . . .” Andrea’s eyes blazed. “Kate, I’m nine months pregnant and I’m hungry. Get in the damn car.” I got in the Jeep, and Andrea peeled out like a bat out of hell. “We’re”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Binds

“Because he doesn’t want me talking to my grandmother.”
Barabas looked at Curran.
Curran shrugged. “It’s a family thing. Sometimes your father puts your semidead grandmother into a really bad place and is ashamed of it.”
“Yeah,” Barabas said. “We’ve all been there.”
“You two are a riot,” I told them.”
― Ilona Andrews, Magic Binds

“Being gay or straight,” says Elizabeth, “is about who you want to go to
bed with. Being trans—or cis—is about who you want to go to bed as.”
― Jodi Picoult, Mad Honey