I chose this.”Liz frowned. “Um, isn’t that an instrumental track? It’s just Jimi Hendrix playing guitar. Nobody sings anything. There are no l...rics.”Tara had a surprised look on her face. “Blast! I’ve been swindled.” She spun around and looked at Mum. “Is it too late to change my choice?”Mum just looked at her and shook her head. “To quote my mother – You lay in the bed. You have to make it.”Tara sniffed. “Downright swindled,” she grumbled.She walked past Liz and Melissa and into the house,. Pamela withdrew herself from the door's gap. She felt dizzy; her heart pounded against her ribcage."Honey, this tea is delicious. Thank you!"All morning Pamela had tried to be her normal self around Alicia. The girl brought her breakfast as usual. Then they had gone swimming and just laying lazily in the sun until it got too hot. Everything had been like yesterday and yet everything was different. The girl had played with the dog just like before, but in the eyes of Pam all innocence had. It's a sociology study called "From MetroSexuals to Transsexuals." Again?"Frankie laughed. "I'm a sociologist. It's a study about the evolvingmerge of gender blurring. So the study runs the gammet from metrosexualsto transsexuals. The idea being that gender is constantly changing andthe lines are dissolving." Really? That sounds interesting. I'm sure that everyone knows a lot ofmetrosexuals these days. Even my friends call me a metrosexual because Ihave a lot of free time on my hands for. "What do you mean?" In your office you told me to tell you when I was ready. I was scared back then, but not anymore." Tara, I'm an old man compared to you." Are we going to rehash that? You're not old. Okay, there's an age difference, but so what? I loved you back then and I still do. You probably don't feel the same way--" Tara, I loved you back then, too. I told you it was like a daughter, and that was partly true, but it was more. I can't explain why, but I did. I think I'll always love.