“Good job! Now, go get some fluids.”I headed for Heather, who was talking with Rhee and Mia. She was really animated, and the three were laughing ... lot. I walked up to her and gave her a hug.“You rock, girl,” I said. I guess that, like the rest of the gang, I am picking up Liya’s term of endearment.Mia shouted, “Can I get an ‘amen?’”Despite that most of the team couldn’t have heard what I said, a lot of them came back with ‘AMEN!”Heather blushed.I shared the sideline with Coach for the second. They can't have given me girlparts!? This is just some kind of weird psychedelic brainwashingexperiment. My mind raced. It looks and feels real but it ain't."You're phase five of the project actually. The goal was to process aclone of Peter Parker. Why him? Because well, because of his spiderpowers. And in your case we did a little chromosomal manipulation andyou were born a girl. And you are a rousing success. You're the best oneso far. We're really- this is very, very exciting."A little. She should still be allowed to worship my parents. She had that right, that choice. These people were just as wrong as my parents. My apathy of the last year was gone, the demon's rutting had shocked me back into living.I pushed forward, garnering dirty looks from the people. A priest was at the front, dressed in black robes, something dangled about his neck—maybe a crucifix. He held a torch, waving it in the air.My heart beat faster.“This woman lay with the false gods!” the Priest roared. “She. Marriages are too complicated and too subtle. They turn over the years on words said and unsaid, tones, pauses, touches gentle or rough, welcomed or shunned, sex or lack of it, money or lack of it, gestures, expressions, a face turned toward or away. Thousands and thousands of bonding or eroding moments. Everyone who knew Mary and Jeffery Healy thought they were happily married. And everyone was wrong. One morning Jeff decided to do something about it. In itself the cause was.