I saw it in her eyes the moment that I'd said the words. There was a flash of doubt. It was a flicker of insecurity. I didn't let it go on."I love you...Emma," I said to her with my whole heart, "and I will always love you. You're my wife, the mother of my children, and my life's companion. I've never wanted to love another woman, at least not until we came to this world. Now things have changed and we're all going to have to accept it. I love you Emma and that will never change, but I also love. There was literally nothing physically there for her soul, as they say,to be imprinted on. There was simply not enough physical developmentthere that she could use. Now she did survive, but the cost was probablyeverything that she was as the individual she had been. She will starther new life with a blank slate mentally, just as her sibling will,regardless of whether she is your son or your daughter." I see," Jenny said."The next most likely possibility is that she may survive as a set. She looked up at him nervously, and his eyes gave a strange look into hers. “How old are you?” She asked, swallowing a bit hard.“Twenty-five.” He looked into her eyes, as if waiting for her to push away and leave, but she stayed.“I am eighteen.” She looked up at him, as if waiting for the same reaction. But he stayed.“So what?” He pressed her back against the wall beside his door. One of his hands rested beside her head against the wall, placing her in an inescapable position between his arm. I found that she had a great lovefor old movies, painting and jazz music. Not something thatI would have pictured, but there are little things aboutall of us that can be a surprise. When the topic of Dancame up, she mentioned that she liked him, but that shelikes to keep her options open. After some desert, I paidthe check and we walked to her apartment building.When we arrived, she motions for me to sit on the couchwhile she heads into the kitchen to make a few drinks. Ilook around the room.