Lion’s Legacy by L. C. Rosen EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: L. C. Rosen
- Language: English
- Genre: Teen & Young Adult Magical Realism Fiction
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What I love about Fridays is my first period is free, so I can come in late.
And yes, that means sleeping in, which is nice, but better than that, it means
when I walk to school, Greenwich Village is already awake. Most days it’s
people in suits on their way to work, or other teenagers going to school like
me, but everyone is still groggy, things are still getting set up.
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But on Fridays, the city is fully awake by the time I walk to school. And
one of the best things about New York is that you can vanish just by turning
a corner. Walking to school, I’m not Tennessee Russo anymore. It’s the
thing I’ve loved the most since I left Dad’s TV show two years ago. If
anyone recognizes me, they don’t say anything. I’m just some kid.
Well, some queer kid. The pride button on my backpack at least labels
me that much. Which I love too, because as I walk through the Village, I
see other queer people and there’s like this link between us when we
recognize each other. Two butches nod at me like we’re friends. A twink
with a group of college kids, two of whom are fighting loudly, gives me an
eye roll, and I know exactly what he means: straight people, oy. I’m glad to
be gay, glad to be part of whatever weird little network I’m in, glad to have
a family, even if I don’t know them.
I have Mom, sure, and I love her and she’s great, but it’s not the same.
And Dad . . . well, when your dad walks away from you in Japan and you
find your own way back to the hotel and then he doesn’t call for a day or
answer his phone and you’re completely alone in a foreign country so you
have to call your mom to buy you a plane ticket home and you still haven’t
heard from him, and maybe he’s dead or maybe you’re dead to him and you
don’t know until a month later when he emails you with “Want to join me at
the unveiling of this katana?”—after something like that, your dad doesn’t
really count as family anymore. Especially when you haven’t spoken since
then. Sure, there was the apology email when I didn’t respond to the
invitation—“I know things got a little heated and you had to make your
own way home, but that’s nothing compared to the ruins we’ve explored,
right? I knew you’d be fine, but I’m sorry if you were worried”—but I
didn’t respond to that, either. Even if I wanted to. Still want to.
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