Let us take care of you," she replied as she kissed my cheek."But..." Go!" she ordered and I walked over to the table and then went to the counter and...pulled out a loaf of French bread I had made with the bread machines. I quickly sliced it into sections and then I buttered the bread after I retrieved it from the fridge. Placing the bread on a plate, I set it aside and then dug out a ladle and scooped out the stew and filled the bowls."Sarla, come take the food. Lisel, will you take this bread. He wont let me pass and he still hasn't said anything to me. I can feel my pulse quicken as I assess my options. Either I can run away screaming, or I wait and see what he wants. I choose the latter and wait as he steps closer to me. He is standing about 6 inches away from me and startles me as he pulls my bag away from my body. He finally speaks and says "Dont make a sound". I stand there silently waiting for his next move half paralyzed by fear half turned on. He grabs me by the wrists and. Before him hanging the last of the clothes is his daughter and her mother Sam. He wants to yell out their names but he is choked up and can’t. It isn’t until they turn toward him that it is he finds he is able to move. ‘Spence?’ Sam says. ‘What took you so long?’ Spencer races across the windswept grass sweeping Sam up into his arms, kissing her. ‘How?’ he asks. She laughs. ‘This is a special place.’ ‘Heaven?’ he asks as everything finally begins to come settling into his mind. ‘Kind of,’ his. " I won't," she promised. "I'm not mad at you, Steve. If you want to know the truth, you had me fooled for a moment. It was only when I heard you talked, added with your strange behavior, that I knew you were a boy."Mrs. Bedford sighed slightly. "I wish you were a girl, because I would love to dress you up in some of my outfits. Nothing would please me more than to turn a tomboy into a radiant, young woman. Patty won't even talk to me about dresses, let alone try one on. It's always been my.