You know, life is pretty strange sometimes. There's a song - I don't remember who wrote it, or sang it, but I hear it on the radio now and then on the...oldies station. Anyway, in this song is a line that says "You don't always get what you want ... but sometimes you get what you need". Or something like that. I used to like that song, because it gave me hope that, if you wish for something, sometimes you get it. That's what happened with Brandy, anyway.Brandy's my wife. When I met her and she. Why wouldn't he? After all the hard work, he surely had no reason to hand it all over to anybody. As for the second bag though. He had big plans.George was now capable of having an entire city grovel at his feet, but he also knew that keeping the bag would be less fun. The problem is, he had nobody close to give it to. No lover, no family, no friends. In fact, all of his close family and friends are dead now because of his chaotic testing. He was willing to do whatever it took to make this. No one said anything about the gorilla in the room, a point I later found humorous. As George left to go to the store, he said to me, "Talk to Summer about what we talked about last night. She'll be home from work early today." He paused and thought about his next comment, but blurted it out anyway, "If you two decide to do something together, please ... please go ahead. You have my permission and blessing and my hope you'll do it."I just nodded. Summer stood with her back to us at the sink. It was as if he hadbecome extremely drunk. Warm sensations swept over him. His eyes lolledback in his head. He felt as if he were submerged in a hot bath.How much time was passing was something she could not tell. But, hermind slowly came into focus. As it did, Bobbie became fully aware of thechanges that had taken place to her body."Just relax, Bobbie. It's alright," Linda whispered calmly to her newdaughter. "You look beautiful!"Bobbie was no longer a 'son' in any way shape or form. Her pubic.