" Well, my "Pinch" has yielded many pounds and inches. As ateenager, fitting comfortably within the carriage's confines was quite achore in itself. No..., it's absolutely impossible; not even with ashoehorn! Does anyone know of the existence of a carriage as gorgeous asthe one I described that will safely and comfortably handle a 200+ lb, 5'7" Baby 'DeeDee? Are plans or drawings available to construct my own?A recurring fantasy that prompted me to write my story is as follows....Picture this!. “This is Haamid Mohammad, he was the man that planned and ordered the attack that killed Koons and Adams.”“Haamid Mohammad was taken out by a JBG special ops team today,” I said as I passed the other one to Jason first.“I did not know we had a special,” Jason started to say and stopped. He had put 2 and 2 together.“That is all I wanted to say. Nobody kills our people and gets away with it. Write it in stone,” I said.I picked up the pictures and went to the EIT office to see if Burt and Robert. . forget I ever came here." What are you going to do?" I'm going to go home to my husband." It was the most... tragic thing Will had ever heard.Was this part of her act? Was he supposed to jump in now? He felt played, and yet he made a half-hearted attempt anyway. Maybe it was a sense of professionalism, maybe it was something else. "Wait... Don't just give up. If you need help... I mean, if he moves it and you need me to find it again, I don't mind. I mean, it's what you paid for. And if you. Being Sarah was a learning experience, and fun, as long asit stayed simple. This was a step into the unknown. But I could alwayssay no. So why not try it and see what plans Sarah had in store?"Yes," I replied tentatively.She laughed. "Don't worry! I'm going to have fun, with you, and Iwon't let anything happen to you!"First I changed Sarah into a copy of me. Then I changed me into a copyof Sarah."That's nice, Jack, but there's only one thing I want you to have fromme if you don't mind. .