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She sped into the dining room in her Victorian outfit, Michael on her shoulder dressed in a
gold-and-white striped onesie that made him look like a huge bumblebee.

The arrival of a new and exciting guest was too much for Betsy. She escaped Charlie’s grasp and scooted under the table, which made Mrs. Cratchit scream and Tiny Tim drop his crutch. Before Mr. Cratchit could stop her, Betsy had jumped up on Aunt Gail’s apron and was trying to pull her bonnet off by the strings. Michael, terrified, began to wail.

       AUNT GAIL: Good God, there’s a dog in here!

       CHARLIE: She’s my dog!

       AUNT GAIL: Get down!

       MR. CRATCHIT: [yanking at Betsy’s collar] We were just giving the blessing, dear sister. Please have a seat and we’ll enjoy our feast!

Gail managed to get away from Betsy and proceed down the table to the empty chair, giving Mrs. Cratchit a look of bewilderment.

       MR. CRATCHIT: [letting go of Betsy’s collar to raise his glass] Let us drink a toast to all our Christmases past, and all the wonderful ones yet to come. ’Tis a season like no other!

With all our hands in the air, Betsy saw her chance. Her big front paws flopping on the table, she reached her snout across and grabbed the turkey in her mouth. It occurred to me then that I probably should have fed her while she was waiting out in the garage.

Mr. Cratchit and Charlie both chased Betsy around the table and then into the living room, where she ran under the Christmas tree, got a strand of lights caught over her head, and almost brought down the entire spruce. Fortunately, Mr. Cratchit broke the tree’s fall, and only a few ornaments were demolished. By the time Charlie caught Betsy, our audience was in hysterics, and he stopped and gave a low bow to his fans.

       MRS. CRATCHIT: [her coat flapping open] Close those damn curtains, Grady! For God’s sake, close those damn curtains!

       GRADY: Wait! There’s one thing we musn’t forget on Christmas Eve.

I gestured wildly to Sebastian, and he climbed onto his chair, waving his cane to the crowd as though he were on a parade float.

       
TINY TIM: God bless us, every one!

I ran to the curtains and closed them as quickly as possible. Dad switched off the indoor microphones, and we waited in silence for the howls of our neighbors to subside into mere laughter.

A
s it turned out, even Betsy couldn’t eat that turkey. The outside was burned, but the inside was cold and pink. Mom made Dad put it in a trash bag and take it right out to the garbage can before anybody got food poisoning from it. Dad made a quick run to a convenience store, too, to pick up some dog food before everyone closed for the holiday. Hey, I’d never had a pet before—you couldn’t expect me to have thought of everything. At least I’d gotten a collar and a leash.

We sat around the table eating mashed potatoes, green beans, rolls, and chocolate pudding while we listened to the neighbors come to their senses and leave. People stood around in groups talking to each other for a ridiculously long time. Even though I’d closed the windows, we could still hear a few shouted-out comments.

“Best one ever!” a male voice declared.

“Do it again next year. Please?” asked a child.

“Thank you for years of enjoyment!” a woman
yelled. “You’ve got more nerve than I do!”

Finally, they were all gone, and we dared to begin to speak to each other.

“Well, I guess that was the last one,” Dad said sadly.

“And no one will ever forget it,” Mom said, shaking her head.

“You went out with a bang!” Sebastian said.

Dad smiled at him. “You and me are gonna knock ’em dead at those auditions, kiddo!”

Sebastian squirmed with pleasure.

“Now, about the dog,” Mom began.

“Mom, she’s been in the house for an hour already and you aren’t sneezing or anything!” Charlie said. “She’s the perfect dog! Please, can I keep her?”

Betsy was at least pretending to be the perfect dog, now that all the excitement was over and she’d had some dinner. She lay at Charlie’s feet, turning over on her back to let him scratch her stomach.

“Charlie, it’s too soon to know if I’m having a reaction to the dog. We’ll have to wait and see. But if we do keep her . . .”

By which we all knew the chances were very good that we would. Mom laid down a few rules about who was going to do the feeding and the
walking (Charlie), and where Betsy was going to sleep (Charlie’s room), and where Betsy was
not
going to sleep (the couch), but when Betsy put her big snout on Mom’s lap and looked up into her eyes, we all heard the sigh of resignation. That dog wasn’t going anywhere.

By the next morning Mom was feeling almost normal—the flu was gone and no allergic symptoms had appeared. We opened our “real” presents, but personally I didn’t think any of them were better than the ones I’d come up with the night before. Sebastian would be very glad to hear I’d gotten a cell phone, though.

One of the first calls I intended to make on it was to the GLBT group Ms. Unger had given me the number for. I wanted to find out when they held their meetings. Even though things seemed pretty good right now, I knew there would be plenty of stuff to deal with down the road. Like, how far would my transition go? Did I want to take hormones? Would I eventually have surgery to make my body fit my soul? When I met new people, should I tell them the truth right away? What about girls I was interested in? It wouldn’t be easy—I knew that. I’d need more help than my family and friends could give me to figure it all
out, but at least now I knew they were on my side. And that was a huge gift.

Mom fulfilled another of Charlie’s wishes by announcing that she intended to look for a teaching job for the fall term next year and so did Susan. They were going to send the boys to public school. She said she was tired of being home all day and a little bit jealous of Gail’s ability to have a life outside of motherhood. Gail got up and gave her a hug for admitting that, and didn’t even rush to wash her hands afterward. I don’t think Charlie actually heard the reason he was going to public school—he was making too much noise doing the happy dance with Betsy.

By the time we all sat down to dinner—an edible one this time, which Aunt Gail had come early to help prepare—the events of the night before had already solidified into legend. Mom in her nightgown, Michael in his bumblebee outfit, Sebastian banging his head, Betsy grabbing the turkey and knocking over the tree: All of it had, in only twenty-four hours, become hilarious. We repeated the lines that had gotten the biggest laughs and became hysterical ourselves. It was the best Christmas ever.

Sometimes it’s hard to remember that by tomorrow or next week or at least next year, the
stuff that seems so awful today might actually be funny. That what makes you miserable today will later on in life be a good story to tell your friends.

Why does that happen? I don’t know. Things change. People change. We spend a long time trying to figure out how to act like ourselves, and then, if we’re lucky, we finally figure out that being ourselves has nothing to do with acting. If you don’t believe it, just look at me, the kid in the middle of the football field, smiling.

ellen wittlinger
is the critically acclaimed author of the teen novels
Love & Lies
,
Blind Faith
,
Heart on My Sleeve
,
Zigzag
,
Sandpiper
,
Razzle
, and
Hard Love
(an ALA Michael L. Printz Honor Book and a Lambda Literary Award winner), and the middle-grade novels
This Means War!
and
Gracie’s Girl
. She has a bachelor’s degree from Millikin University in Decatur, Illinois, and an MFA from the University of Iowa. A former children’s librarian, she lives with her husband in Haydenville, Massachusetts.

Also by Ellen Wittlinger

BLIND FAITH

SANDPIPER

HEART ON MY SLEEVE

ZIGZAG

THE LONG NIGHT OF LEO AND BREE

RAZZLE

WHAT’S IN A NAME

HARD LOVE

For Younger Readers

GRACIE’S GIRL

The following books were of great help to me in the researching of this book.

    Bornstein, Kate.
Gender Outlaw: On Men, Women and the Rest of Us
. New York: Vintage Books, 1995.

    Bornstein, Kate.
My Gender Workbook
. New York: Routledge, 1998.

    Boylan, Jennifer Finney.
She’s Not There: A Life in Two Genders
. New York: Broadway Books, 2003.

    Brown, Mildred L., and Chloe Ann Rounsley.
True Selves: Understanding Transsexualism
. San Francisco: Jossey-Bass, 1996.

    Feinberg, Leslie.
Transgender Warriors: Making History from Joan of Arc to Dennis Rodman
. Boston: Beacon Press, 1997.

    O’Keefe, Tracie, and Katrina Fox, eds.
Finding the Real Me, True Tales of Sex and Gender Diversity
. San Francisco: Jossey-Bass, 2003.

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