"That is probably a good idea. That way I won't have to hear my mom complain," he said, laughing. We both knew the bitch was going to complain no matt...r what."Where's the bathroom?" he asked."Down the hall to the right, sweetie," I said as I pointed to the bathroom door."I'll let you know how they are," he said.I sat on the couch and waited for James when I noticed the bathroom door was slightly opened. He never closed it all the way. I couldn't see James, but I could see his reflection in the. First of all he rang the Crown and cancelled. Next he rang the Wilsons. Edwina answered."Edwina, it's Andrew. Katrina's just had a nasty fall and, I think, has broken her wrist." Oh, Andrew! Poor girl! How did she do it?" It was my fault I'm afraid. I went to meet her at the bottom of her stairs and she was so excited that she missed her footing and fell to the very hard floor from about three steps up." Ow! She must have been in a lot of pain." She was but, thank God, the ambulance arrived. When we’d visit home, we’d revert to our childhood rooms and sneak conjugal moments when the opportunity presented itself.Once Mom came upstairs when we were in the shower and I had to say through the door that Samuel was behind the curtain and I’d come because I had to pee. Everybody has some story about almost getting caught. My friend Stacy almost lost her black plastic sheet at a rainy football game, a much funnier story.Then there’s Samuel’s physical fitness story. We were home for. Or maybe Bridget had something to do with it.Malcolm tosses the pen on the desk and begins slowly turning the vial in his hands. “I could just skip all the bullshit,” he mumbles aloud. “What’s the worst that could happen?”Of course scenarios of the worst things do run through his head. He could be forever changed into a woman. He could get in trouble for illegal human experimentation. He could lose his job. And who knows what else.“I’m sure I can come up with a reversal,” he thinks out loud.But.