At this point, the 21 years old version of me was uncomfortable. Would she become a friend? Could I be friend with 70-something years old lady?
And little by little, her hair became longer, pinker, some jewelry showed up on her arms and neck, her flat shoes were changed into high heels and she started to buy some beautiful handbags. Something completely natural had transformed her, or should I say, something got revealed in the bright light. She had been born in a man’s body, she was still a woman.