"Pull down your dress, that's not gentlemanly." "Close your legs and sit like a little boy." "Why does she get to stay out 'till twelve?" "Because shes a girl" --- In this society women are the 'superior' gender. Boys are expected to stay out of the work place, and stick to the kitchen. Men are payed less, and are judged harsher for the little things. Little boys must wear pretty dresses, and husbands must smile dumbly to their wives commands. Now meet Smith. Ever since he was younger he's dreamed of having a husband, and not a wife. He's dreamed of working in a big corporal office, and providing for his family. "The perfect woman," his mother would call him, but he's not a woman. "I know son, but in this world that's the one you want," his father would tell him. All Smith wants is to live his life like his sister Jannie gets to. One day when Smith's school decides to play hood for a week at a rundown school in the projects. He meets little ole' Jacob, a black boy from the projects that's just trying to keep his dress clean. Smith thinks Jacob is hurting the forward hurtle of male rights, and Jacob? Well Jacob's just being himself. Is this is how it feels to grow up a boy?

Every world has its eyes, and every pair of eyes has a couple of shards living in its lids. --- Lucile lives in the eyes of the worlds, until he doesn't.