"Well, I don't know how to say this but..., you are very familiar to a woman I've seen named Lee Wyatt." Her eyes narrowed a bit and I thought she was...going to play it off. "So you know, do you?" I almost fainted! "I knew that was you Sherry, or should I call you Miss Wyatt?" She smiled and asked me very sincerely, "Have you mentioned this to Cyndi perhaps?" "No ma'am." She smiled knowingly and seemingly reassured. "where did you see my photos?" she asked very gently.I told her where and she. I knew they were going to stay at the Trump hotel but I had no idea in what room or under who's name it was booked under. All I did know was they had 3 rooms booked and there was 6 of them going. I called the hotel only to find out it wasn't booked under my wife's name or my sister's name. Hell I didn't know any of the other girls going. About 2 in the morning I got a video which showed a woman who I was sure was my wife naked this time and some blacker then the ace of spades nigger with his. .. done ... whatever. I don’t remember how to exactly duplicate my body anymore from one time to the next. I can only go with what feels right at the time.”“Won’t your twin phoenix trainees have the same problem?” Tabatha wanted to know.“They haven’t yet,” Lisa replied, beginning to take shorter breaths as her heart began to race. “Tia managed to ... flare once and her body retained its healing abilities ... after ... she recreated it from pure ... energy. Hey! That’s mine!”Tabatha turned to. A sheaththat was not only short, but low cut of course, and while snug, itwasn't tight. Once I had it zipped up and stepped into the blackheels, I added lipstick and my red and gold earrings before I onceagain stood looking at myself. My once short brown hair had grown out,and now lay in shimmering waves of auburn that framed my faceperfectly. I brushed out my bangs, glanced at the clock, then grabbedmy purse and left to meet my mother.Silently, I hoped she would be so shocked that she would.