As I fallasleep in a lonely bed that is once again mine, I look forward to it.The unknown begins to surprise me when I wake up still male. My formfeel... more solid and stable than I achieved in my practice workings.Somehow my spelling has worked better than I expected; or perhaps it isbecause no one else now wears this form. That is less of a bitterregret than I expected; perhaps it is that I have had a year in whichto know my loss before it arrived.Now it is an effort to put on that girl's. I sat back upright and looked over at James, and I smiled at the sight. He was looking straight ahead in a daze, gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles were white. I stared at him a few more seconds more.“Umm, are you okay?” I said, in a voice barely above a whisper.“Jesus, Melanie, yes, I’m fine.”His face broke into a wide smile. “I think you broke something loose.”We arrived back at the Paris and checked the Mustang in at the valet station. We walked through the casino with. Michael took it upon himself to take Robert's mind off thecrisis in his family.* * *The subject of divorce once again came up in the Brook house."Why do moms and dads divorce?" asked Michael to his parents."It's when they stop loving one another," said John. "But don't worry.We still love each other."He gave Liz a cuddle just to prove it."Or when one falls in love with someone else," put in James. "Like ourUncle Adam." Yes, that too," said John. "Though there was another reason for. There lay my sister, passed out and looking 17 years old again. Somehow, remembering back to how she had looked at that age, I had reverted Arleen back to her youth. Turning on the water in the sink, I wet my hand and splashed some water on her face to wake her up. Her eyes had a dull look in them when she first awoke, but it didn't take long for her memories to come back, and that is when the look of fright came over her face.Looking at her smooth youthful arms and hands, I thought that she.