That’s weird. I’m a mother. In both timelines. There was nothing in my former life more important to me than my daughter, so that was what I remem...ered most. I’d kept a journal of Willa’s development, just like I kept one of Emily’s. Half my predictions were things like when Emily would learn to ride a bike, what she would think of Harry Potter, when she would decide she wanted to play hockey and how long it would take for her to decide she didn’t want to play hockey anymore. I knew when her. After a while, she went out to meet the other family members who had just woken up! We are a joint family and I was pretty sure she would be busy at least for the next 2 hours. But I knew one thing for sure, I had to somehow make love to my aunt by end of the day and I had a plan all set up and ready in my mind. Thinking of all this, I dozed back to sleep!I woke up at around 10 am. I could hear all sorts of laughter and conversations taking place downstairs. I freshened up and went down to have. "I am transgender."Her father crooked the head to the side. He looked confused. As did hermother. "What's that?" It means I am a girl. My soul is female. And I long for a body thatreflects that." But you are a boy," her mother stated."You were born a boy," her Dad added.Amanda cursed. Not out loud. Her parents raised her too well. Her worstfear came true. They didn't understand her. Were those narrow-mindedpeople that outright dismissed the idea that transgendered people couldexist. She braced. Can I drop in and say hello? Don't want to upset some important exercise so I thought I'd com ahead." Never a problem, old man; you are always welcome, you know. I'll let the Gatehouse know you are coming. Cheers!"..." Shiralee", "Sundowner", have you visual. Please retrieve the scout and come on down. Just follow the pods. There is no traffic. Over." TJ, stop farting about. Where the Hades are you? I've got the scout and the pod on active, passive and visual and that's bloody all. Stop playing.