To bejust one or the other? That was something else.I asked Heather what she thought. "I like Trudy best," she said, "Timwas just Tim, but as Trudy, y...u are my sister, and I love you. But whatdo you like best?" I thought about my life. I could leave my boy lifebehind, but never to be Trudy, that was impossible.At the salon, there was another surprise. They pierced my ears againbecause I had allowed the ones Stuart had done to heal up. Well I couldhardly go to a boys school with those studs. I. ‘Hi,’ she greeted after the conversation on fishing had ended. A conversation during which she had kept her expression carefully glazed over lest she be asked to join in. ‘Hey… where’ve you been? You were due back about an hour ago and I’ve been waiting to take my break,’ he gently scolded as he hugged her to his side. He spotted a bit of grass in her hair and smiled wryly. ‘Did you fall asleep by the lake again? Your starting to make me wonder what you’re doing at night that makes you so tired. Come on, we'll make breakfast before Glenda gets up."The three ladies went below as Steve came up. Steve walked behind the bar and made the favorite morning drink. Instead of making just one, he made his one, plus six more. Steve looked up at me and said, "They will all be claimed within minutes around here. I probably should make more."Dewey came up and took one of the drinks. In another thirty seconds, Ben arrived to claim one. Sue and Beth both came up and claimed a drink. John and Wanda. Most of the suppliers gave me a discount on the bulk orders and we saved a bit going with the in-line water heaters instead of tanks. It also has the advantage of no one ever having to worry about a cold shower.”“Remember that bonus I promised you? I want you to cut a fifteen hundred euro check for each man on your crew and a three thousand euro check for yourself out of the construction account,” I told him. “You’ve all earned it with the work you’ve done here.”I saw his eyes go wide and a.