They Say We Are What We

“Don’t be nervous,” his mother hushes, and wipes a non-existent piece of lint off his shoulder, all in the hopes of making him into something other than what the Administration labelled him.There were times he hated her for that, because it meant she saw him as someone imperfect and not the son she’d prayed for; but there were times he couldn’t, when he tried to do the same — that’s why he’s here today as well, for the most part; to do what’s expected, what’s proper, what will lighten the yoke weighted across his shoulders. Today he marries Blaine Anderson.