"He put the medicine ... in you."Her voice made it quite plain what she thought the Indian had used to medicate her mother's vagina.Julia blushed "Not...with that, you silly girl. He used his fingers." She realized how that sounded and rushed on. "Now be quiet. He didn't hurt me. He hasn't hurt any of us. I don't think he will. We must cooperate with him and teach him English so we can communicate. Do whatever he tells you to. I know his ways are strange, but while we are with him I want you to. Or not. You mightdecide later that being a boy was better, and the river will take youback down that route. It will be your choice, and the river'sdecision." I'm not going to want to be an icky boy," Carla protested."Then wait. You will grow up into a girl. We both will," River said."Hah, you don't know what it was like to be a boy," Carla said."Actually I do," River explained. "Two weeks ago I was a boy, andhappy as one. But the river had need of me, and changed me. Not allat once, but a. The harmony that had once existed between them at jam sessions no longer seemed to be as harmonious as it once had.The band had gotten together a few times to try to hash out some songs for the next album and these sessions had inevitably erupted into arguments over the material in question. Jake didn't like many of the new songs Matt was trying to introduce because they were too hard-core and most utilized a modification of the heavy palm-muted chords technique he was experimenting with. Matt. They paused momentarily before opening it and Rachel swallowed to the feeling of Rebecca giving her hand a firm squeeze. Sighing one final time in unison, they steeled themselves and took the plunge. Bright sunlight flooded the entry way as the door opened and the girls squinted at the image of their waiting visitor. Tyler wasn’t wearing a shirt, he had on only a pair of yellow mesh shorts and some running shoes. He’d told his friends back at the house that he was going to do a little morning.