Price had a teenager, Her name was Alice or at least thats what he thought. He has noticed a strange pattern of behavior in his daughter- She introduced herself by a boy-ish name Instead of Alice.

One day, While Price was relaxing in the living room and his wife was at work, Alice emerged from the bathroom Her beautiful hair all cut off. She looked at Price and the first thing she said was

"Dad, Im a boy"

Price stood on the couch frozen in shock. He had always been supported of people in that community, always cursing other parents out for not accepting their kids but in that moment he was scared, he stood up and gave his...child? a disappointed look, trying to decide what to say next, how to act, generally how to approach the situation "You are too young to know, look at what you did to your hair what am i supposed to tell your mother?! why are you so immature!?"Price yelled, slamming his scotch glass down on the coffee table while taking a drag of his cigar to calm down. In that moment; only his feelings, his reputation, his life mattered. He didnt even care about how scared his child was. How uncomfortable and how hard it might been "What will the church say huh!?" Price yelled, trying to restrain himself yet still failing as he looked at his little girl...all mangled and confused. At least thats what he thought