"I squeeze his hand."Ellen will be back soon," I say gently. "The real Ellen. Just let meteach until she does. You know I can. I won't tell anyone if ...ou don't."He pulls his hand away and looks up, looks at me. His eyes meet mine."Why did you... sleep with me?" he asks, his voice low. "Why did you doall those things that you did?"Why do I talk like Ellen even when I'm alone in the house? Why do I wearher sleepwear and sleep in her bed? Why did I go to the Gym yesterday?Why did I kiss Wayne? Go. Speech failed her and she could only stand unmoving as he retrieved his cereal and slowly disengaged from his obviously sexual thrust. Before she could recover her composure, he had moved to the table and poured the cereal into his bowl. She swung around to face him as he poured the milk. The image of the white milk splashing around the holes in the oats was suddenly too suggestive and she was able to say nothing more than,"Were you able to reach everything?" Yeah, thanks, mom, I got. There is a much bigger reason than just Ricky becoming festival Queen. It has to be the rare condition you told me about, Ricky being mostly a she physically and chemically. I know how P&WA conducts their research and how they observe and document. I think that is what is happening right now to us. We, as well as Ricky, are now research subjects to be studied and observed."Rita's phone rang just then and Rita answered it, only to turn to Bill and say it was for him."Hello?" Bill?" Yes, what is. ’ Suddenly Amelia knew she was hooked. These were her children. They were hers to keep and raise. She turned to see Amanda, patiently sucking her thumb, and grasping the skirt of her dress in the other. It was obvious she was used to taking last place in the small group. But she smiled at Amelia, and slowly wrapped her thin arms around her new mothers neck. Though she was just as adorable as her sister, she was much to thin. But the farm supplied enough to feed all of Knightsville, and then.