Gretchen started by attacking the strongest point."Miss Walker. This is Patricia de la Garza. She's Puerto Rican and her boyfriend just threw her out,...so she has no place to stay. Plus she hit her head. Poor thing. Can she have permission to stay for a few days til she can find a place?"Miss Walker, she was 55 and still a Miss, had been an army nurse in France. She usually believed very little that the girls in her charge said to her, but Pedro's very real, and very fresh, bruises convinced her. It was already past six, and I was preparing dinner as usual, my son Peter was sleeping over at his friends house, while my husband was working late again and my son Brian was out with his friends. Not even did the clock strike seven that I heard a bang coming from the door, I went toward the door to see my son Brian angry and slamming the door again, before I even was able to ask him what was going on he ran up to his room. I followed him upstairs and knocked on his door asking him what had. Just to be on the safe side, I was holding my pistol in my hand as Jack drove us into the depths of the storage area. There were a lot of metal drums in here containing freshly received solvents, and some of the drums were only marked with a number, so we could not tell what was in the drum just by looking.We were almost through with our trip when I spotted some movement toward the rear of the storage area. I pointed it out to Jack, and he drove slowly toward that spot. Just as we got to the. He was doing 18 hours a day,so he had no time to rest or play games.One day he got so stressed out that he totallyflipped his mind and started to daydream of what itwould be like to be a little girl. Then one of hiswork colleges found out about this and thought to herself why not let Jim dress up as a little girl.So after a long talk with a dressmaker, Karen talkedto Jim and suggested that she had someone whom couldmake some dresses him if he wanted. Then after acouple days Jim agreed with.