Two weeks later I was back in America, I answered the phone, and was told by a policewoman Scott had been found, and knocked down by a car when the po...ice chased him. He wasn’t expected to last the night. The next day Jackie phoned, she told me Scott had died in hospital. She was crying and so was I, with relief I suppose that we didn’t have to go to court. I never told mum what had happened. She got quite exasperated with me being moody for a few weeks. I went back to England 3 months later.. The only abnormal part of it all was hisawareness of the whole situation.His mind still couldn't accept how truly female he had become. Would he be able to blend in until this all was figured out?That's where Evelyn's old clothes came in. He approached the bag slowlyas if it was a threat. Wearing those clothes would be an embrace offemininity, an acceptance of something he wanted to defy. Evelyn was abit taller than he is now so her pants wouldn't do. Inside, the itemthat best fit was a black. I even squirmed a little bit, so that he could see a bit more. And said, “New York?” “Chicago.” “Oh. Me, too.” He was a bit unnerved, still. And I was into those eyes again. Really nice eyes. I wondered what they looked like when he made love to the wife. If they ever made love. Did he close them? Did they open wide when he came? Did she know what they looked like? Ever? I smiled at the thoughts I was having. I think that way a lot. About sex. I can’t help it. I’d rather have sex than eat or. ‘I don’t know why he thinks anybody will tell him anything,’ said Sunny. ‘I can’t get anything out of them and you know I’m no shrinking violet.’ I squeezed her hand. ‘Jeff is pretty remarkable. I saw him disembowel my father. It was an amazing sight.’ ‘Thank you,’ she said. We sat for a few minutes. I got up, walked over to Sam and Harri and hugged them. Then I went over to Sandy and hugged her. She quivered like she was ready to break down. I held on to her and she managed to regain control.