“Grayson has gone through some changes, Dad. You need to try and understand. Okay? He has had a hard time coping with his feelings.”
Amplifying his voice, “Feelings? What kind of feelings does a fifteen-year-old boy have that would make him try and kill himself, Kemper? That sounds like bullcrap.” He pauses, taking a deep breath, “Grayson may be having feelings, but he is not stupid. He wouldn’t try to hurt himself.” His glare turns to Douglas, “What are you looking at?”
“It’s not he. It is she. Her name is Grace.” Douglas responds flatly.
“What?” Tom steps towards his daughter but stops. “Kemper, what is he talking about?”
“Daddy, I told you, she is going through changes. Grace decided on her own, to become a transgender female.” She takes Douglas’s hand, “We will stand beside any decision she makes.” She efforts an innocent smile.
Tom Britton is stunned at how easily his daughter is using feminine pronouns—she her—speaking about his grandson.
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