I haven't danced in a while

Frye woke me up one night and took me up to the crow's nest. It was his turn to be lookout that night.

I was right.
He knows my secret.
Actually, he's apparently known all along. Every since I nearly slipped off the ship, while trying to help put the mast up. (Which is hard!) He caught me.

I argued that I was just light.
He said that I was light like a female. There's apparently a difference. He also said that when we're alone, he wants me to act like a female.
I kept trying to convince me that I was a man, but he never bought it. Instead he took me and started dancing with me.

Now, the crow's nest is not a very big space. There is barely room for three people in there. And there is a giant pole sticking out of the middle of it.

So there we were. Dancing. It was a slow dance. He leaned in and whispered into my ear, "Tonight, you will be a woman."

That was the happiest I had ever been

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