" So I was hoping you were calling about Georgia's record." Well, I am interested in doing a story about her if she will cooperate. And certainly her ...laying major college basketball, and having a new scoring record, would be well worth a mention. It's just that I'm not a sports reporter." So it's about her academic honors?" Uh. Well. Listen, Miz -- what did you say your name was?" I don't think I did. Tell you my name. Why?" She sounded cautious. Suspicious."Let me explain. You may know that. After watering heavily, the yard looked almost as if it hadn't been torn up. Within a few weeks, you wouldn't be able to tell at all. I thought about taking some time off and relaxing, but I saw my goal for having the house finished closer than I had thought possible. I was also afraid I would get too used to being a guy. I was becoming very comfortable as a guy and that bothered me. I still thought of myself as a woman, yet I was enjoying the strength that I had as a man. I was still. 10:45 the doorbell rang, I hobbled to the door. On the step stood a smiling woman of about forty, not slim, but not quite the full figured woman I had pictured. She was about five ten, reddish hair, and startling green eye’s. We walked into the house, well she walked I sort of hopped behind her. Flopping on the sofa I asked her if she wouldn’t mind making us both a coffee while we got to know each other, she soon found everything that she needed and returned to join me in the living room. We. Both of us cried on our last day hanging out. He gave me a puzzle piece necklace that he had a fitting piece on a bracelet he kept. We kept in touch on and off but not long conversations. When I turned 20 I returned to the states since my mom was still stationed there and I was over it, I wanted my own life back. I went back to that small town in hopes I would find my long lost crush. On the plane ride, my finger lightly rubs the semi worn puzzle piece as I reminisced about the last summer day.