What I want

Marco has always known that he's different, but he has never let his birth defects keep him from getting what he wants. And what he wants is simple: to spend the rest of his life with the woman that he loves. But that might not be possible ... and it might not have anything to do with how he looks. Marco begins his story this way: Feisímo. My entire life, people have called me this. Most often, my sister Grace, hissing it into my ear whenever she thought she could get away with it. Other times it was my classmates, counting on their words to be drowned out by the noise of other children on the playground during recess. Sometimes it would be a little kid at a restaurant, blurting out the truth before a mortified parent could shush them into silence. Occasionally it might be a stranger on the street, not actually saying anything, but glancing away in embarrassment for me, saying it all the same, even without any words.Throughout the years, many different people have told me in many different ways, and despite my parents' constant attempts to convince me otherwise, I know exactly what I am ... what I've always been. I have always known. Feisímo ... Ugly as sin.