A radio was playing some middle of the road pop music in the background. It wasn't intrusive but was just loud enough for us to be able to keep our co...versation private. We drank our coffees, chatting about everything and nothing. We had already said a lot to each other before today, so neither of us really knew where this might lead. The conversation came to a natural end and, after a brief pause, you broke the silence."You know what? I don't know why I'm even thinking this but I think you can. It was hard but not nearly as bad as I thought it would have been. I had to avoid some questions though. For example, one young and probably inexperienced reporter asked me if I had been having my periods yet or if the transplant messed things up internally. Kat and Steven helped me avoid having to answer that question and some others. However, if I could answer it now I'd say, 'at the present time, no.' It wasn't until the second month after I started school that I had to suffer through that. I woke at 9 am in the morningAnd had bath and all activities and was waiting for the evening activity and at I started to get ready at 6 pm only, finally I got ready and was waiting for him, He came and blown the horn I came out of house and sat on bike, then we drove towards park, in the way he told me to behave frankly and boldly, finally we reached park and parked the bike aside and were waiting for them, after five minutes they came on active and parked it beside our bike.I asked him that. Dad is grinning at me. Frank is grinning at me. Now, I can see you grinning at me, through a wall. Is anyone going to be on my side, today?’ ‘Who was the one that made the bet, Toni?’ ‘Mom, stop it, please.’ ‘Go ahead, Frank, put her out of her misery.’ ‘Thank you, Rose.’ ‘What, type of design did Frank Lloyd Wright call the Guggenheim Museum?’ ‘Frank, you are not being fair.’ ‘Sir, are the questions I am asking Antonia, about the Guggenheim Museum?’ ‘Yes they are, Frank. Every question you.