Liz and I going out for coffee became a regular event. We usually went to the same coffee shop and spent hours talking about things feminine. Liz worked hard to make my female side come out. Usually, people left us alone in the back of the shop to talk. Every now and then a man or men would try to strike up a conversation. Liz would politely get them to leave us alone. I didn’t trust my voice and never said a word. That a...