“For seventeen years, I’ve done everything I can to downplay my own womanhood. I cut my curls to my ears. Dressed in dirty slacks. Took swigs of rum whenever Omar wasn’t looking. Hauled barrels until my arms bulged with muscle. It’s a game of camouflage. How quickly can I absorb a man’s lifestyle? How thoroughly can I blend in? How long does it take to make them forget my womanhood altogether?”
