I didn't want to acknowledge it or hear it again.But I could see I would have to wear the frilly pink apron that was beingoffered to me and the act of...allowing Mum to put it on me was anacknowledgment of my new name. I put on the pink latex gloves I wasoffered too.I did the washing up without saying a word.I had hoped it would stop there but it didn't.Why? Was it that I started to enjoy the humiliation or was it that I wascurious to see how far Mum would go which led to my behaviour. "They are thrilled to have some real drama in their lives. They could not be happier." He said."Good, you do have the LED flashlight?" I asked."Picked it up in the Ship's Duty free shop. Do those guys in the boat know what to look for?" he asked."They have been told and they are pros, so it's all we can do. It's what I promised you Jerrod. Your friends have a better than 50/50 chance." Right," he said skeptically."Did you get your cord?" I asked. Rather than answer he showed me a length of. ..The reverend is not a powerful man, but he manages to drag the anvil offof the table and hug it to his chest. Then---straining, arms quaking----he manages to raise it into the space above his head. Sweating profusely,he grunts with effort, "Are you sure about this?" THAT SOUNDS LIKE DOUBT TO ME," chides Yakko, "AND DOUBT PUTS ME IN ASMITEY MOOD. YOU KNOW, THIS TIME NEXT WEEK YOU COULD BE DANCING IN THEBALLETS TROCKADERO!" No, PLEASE!" THEN.... DROP THE ANVIL!!" Oh God I don't wanna be gay-". You were a physician?’ He tried to keep smiling, but was a little surprised nonetheless. ‘It’s your hands. They’re a dead give away.’ He looked down at his hands, and sighed at his one vanity. ‘You were a surgeon?’ ‘Pediatric cardiovascular, yes.’ She closed her eyes suddenly, took his hand in hers and rubbed his fingers for a moment, then she pulled away quickly. When she opened her eyes again they were full of tears. ‘I’m so sorry,’ she said at last. ‘I shouldn’t have.’ ‘Shouldn’t have what?’.