A Mile
Walk a mile in her shoes, huh? I’ll show her. That’s simple.
Just four laps around the track in 3″ heels. Just four little trips to prove to her that she didn’t have to take so goddamned long to walk with me.
Half of one lap, my ankle collapsed. I fell. Skinned my hands and knees. That’s no big deal, it’s just a stumble. I got up, and fell down again.
I looked at those shoes, heel broken and hanging at an odd angle.
“Now try that in a skirt, nylons and carrying a purse.” She didn’t gloat.
Damn her. She was right.
Mini-Biography: Joy is a transvestite who has been using her stories as a form of therapy. At this point she has no desire to undergo the full transition, but that might change some day. Read more about her story at My Story on this site. 
