On the way to the mall, we took a beautiful tree-lined boulevard I'd never seen before. Definitely an upscale area. At one point we came to the church district, I guess. Four big beautiful churches all close to one another, two on each side of the road. Since the transformation began, I would get these momentary feelings of alarm, like this isn't what God wants me to be doing. God made me a boy and that's what I was supposed to be. I was always able to put those thoughts out of my head almost immediately. God made Eric, and Eric was a loser. Eric would never be anything. Eric had every reason in the universe to be mad at God for what he did. Some kind of cruel joke.