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Back to work on “It Can Only Go Up From Here”. This has been difficult to work on due to the other two stories that are running in tandem with the storyline in this one and that the political climate is the same as the storyline I created over a year ago and as I write it I have to take a step back and wonder if I’m using today’s news in a story that takes place in 1997-1998.

In addition, I now have third parties in the plot who are out to destroy Daniel Kane’s political positions (for the record, he would be listed as a “pro-family candidate”...and if you want to picture him as Donald Trump, then by all means...) by ripping the life of his estranged transgender daughter to shreds to try to get to him (they won’t have anything to do with each other).

The question would remain: do I bring father and daughter back together or will Daniel’s political aspirations put Jennifer’s life in jeopardy?

I’m having Matt be the supportive and unquestionably loyal boyfriend to the very end but he is left on the outside at times as Jen doesn’t come to him about everything that happened to her in the past. In addition, his family disapprove of her; even more so after she is outed at school.

"My grandmother wants you to come see her for Thanksgiving."
"In Missoula?"
"Yes, how does that sound?"
"Sure. How does the rest of the family feel about it?"
"I haven't asked," I replied as Matt pushed the swing slowly. "Grans usually has the last say but they like you."
"Good to hear," he replied.
"You should come over next weekend."
"I was actually thinking of having you over."
"Your house?" I asked.
"With four sisters, two brothers, two dogs and a partridge in a pear tree. Well, he’s actually in a cage."
"How do you survive?"
"In my little room under the stairs."
“And do they know?”
“That I have a girlfriend? Oh yeah.”
“Matthew.”
“Jennifer. I described you to them as the girl I knew for a long time but could never get close to.”
“So they don’t know.”
“There’s no reason to tell them. If you want to say it, then we can, but I don’t see any reason to mention it. You’re you, now, right?”
“Yeah, but I mean, I don’t want it to be sprung on them one day.”
“Considering all the crap I’ve done in my life. Believe me, telling them who you used to be would be nothing on their radar. My kid brother would start asking a million questions though. So, be prepared.”
“Duly noted.”