The right thumb just doesn't taste right."Good morning, my Bunny Rabbit. How are you this morning?" She gives me a big smile, never taking that thumb ...ut of mouth. She does two little bunny hops then continues to my chair.She kicks off her slippers, climbs over the arm up onto my lap. First of all she lays on her back as we are reclined in the chair. Then she covers herself and me with the afghan. Next she rolls over onto her left side, sticks her left thumb into her mouth, opens the front of. I was involved in politics at one time, writing political speeches and serving on election campaign committees. I quit about twelve years ago.I am married and have been for twenty eight years. We have three children. Two are grown and the youngest is still in school. We live on a few acres of land with a large 130 year old house in the middle. I call it the money pit and we are constantly working on it.I wrote "Mind Swapping" about five years ago just on a lark. I had never written anything. Todd waited as Sarah thumbed the access panel on the door and then stepped through. She gasped the moment that she entered the room."Do you like it?" he asked as he entered behind her. The room wasn't large, but it had holographic projectors on three walls and the ceiling. The door they had entered through and the washroom to the right looked as if they were sitting in the middle of an open field of short grass and purple heather. The carpeting was also the color of grass and showed the edge of. Screaming and yelling, "I've found it! I've done it!" You are skeptical but there is a shiver of hope in your eyes. "Come with me," he tells you.You have just arrived in his workshop and he is already trying to place electric pads on your head. "Now, I only need to give you this injection and start stimulating your primal brain functions," he says. You are too overwhelmed by his enthusiasm to even recognize that the injection was given to you in an instant. The next thing you feel is a minor.