*******************************She was waiting for me as she said she would be. I plopped down besideher on a sofa in the cocktail lounge, and I don't...think that she wasfully prepared for the hard reality of the transformation, since she wasalternating speechless and crying for ten minutes. I was scared it woulddo her in, but happily she finally was able to accept what had happened,that it did work, that Grandpa's theory was true."Was it bad?" Grandma asked."Yes, Grandma, it was, but I don't. We haven't told you this but our kids think that it is a family tradition that their parents 'initiate' them in sex when they are thirteen years old." What," David asked. "Whatever gave them that idea?" Well, they have been studying our honeymoon pictures and have come up with the conclusion that *you* were initiated at that age," Emma laughed."I can't deny that," David smiled at his mother. "And I've had the happiest childhood and teen-years any boy... or girl for that matter, could ever dream. In one, she was older looking and dressed as a woodworker. In another, she wore a suit of light chain male, green colored and a tree emblazoned on the front, the image of her as a full Ranger of the Wood. Another showed her as a mother with two children and Silor at her side, living in a town far from Fay lands. She realized she was seeing visions of the possible paths she could have followed in life.One though as she looked she saw the woman out of her worst nightmares. She wore Black and red. Grandpa was glassy-eyed and seemed to struggle to speak.“That,” he cleared his throat. “Was damn good driving,” he finished.With little time for talk, dad had the car up on the jack with both rear wheels already off. He was picking off some mud and washing the wing while grandpa and I talked tactics.“Was it loose at all?”“It was perfect!” I beamed. “Don’t change a thing!”“Well, we can’t do that,” grandpa went into explanation mode. “The track conditions will be entirely different when you go.