It was complicated. I'm sorry you're mad at me, but I can't help that I wasn't there for your mom, or you. You have no idea how sorry I am that I wasn...t there for you. But I can't change that I wasn't, and I can't change that your mom died, and I can't change it if you want to hate me. I don't know... maybe you have the right to hate me. But I'm here now. And maybe I can't make up for..." You can't," I interrupted shortly, as we reached the house and pulled into the garage. "All you can do now. I went into her room early one morning. We had planned on me going to her piano lessons that morning, but when I woke her up and put my forehead to hers, nothing happened. She looked at me in horror. I looked back with the same thoughts. What we were was no more. I have never felt a bigger loss in my life. Half of me was gone. The connection we had was over. It was the day I became Alex and she became Karen. Her period started in the next few days, and over the next months, she began to change. She became more open with me in the way she would dress and she generally became more confident in showing off some skin not just with me but when out in public too. When home on occasions she would often come down to breakfast or be preparing breakfast in her robe. Often braless, the top of her bust would always be visible. Just to remind you, mom's body despite being 40 didn't seem to be losing any of its sexual appeal. Her long silky legs were always a turn on as it is. I'd always find. Laivanrakentajantie ... right, immediate tight circle left to Rantakatu ... right on Hepokarintie ... right on Telakkatie, first right follow it around sweep left." She opened the glovebox and pushed a button. " ... right ... through the trees ... NOW, left on the pavement, left at the drive ... oh good ... the gate still works ... there it is. Hangontie 48. Nice jump ... and you stopped in time."She pressed the button again and I heard squealing tires. Evidently ... the gate closed."What do I.