The lastthing I wanted to do was acknowledge the fact that I was in Samantha'sbody.Mother just ignored me and handed me a washcloth, telling me to was...myself or she would do it for me. She then turned and left the bathroom.I stood up intending to drain the tub and take a shower when I heardher."Don't even think about it young lady. Sit yourself back down or youwon't be able to sit for a week!"I sat down. In this body I could hardly fight back. For the first time Ihad to face facts I wasn't in. The bottle went back to its hiding place."Did anything bad happen to you while you were in there, son?" No. I had friends and we watched each others' backs. I also had special status among the population as a political convict. In the crazy view of the world behind bars, being convicted of a political crime is like being crowned king of the world. I was some sort of celebrity among the wife-beating, baby-eating, gun toting American thugs of this world. There are animals of all sorts in there,. And just because someone atribute a quote to Me doesn't mean it's true. Yeah, there's been some times I overreacted because some things didn't go the way I wanted. I was young and saw myself as an artist, and I thought My artwork had no value if it wasn't exactly like I intended it to be.Even in your current state, the idea of the only true and all powerful God being a teenage hipster with anger issues fighten you more than when you thought He was just an old bigot with anger issues.Don't. THANK YOU, LORD!!!" Pete stepped behind him, putting his hand on Rick's shoulder. "That's the spirit, Son. Give thanks where it's due. ALWAYS!!!"He turned his head to address Doris. "Mama, can ya fill the coffee jug for us. Dog and Pup have the cows out by the barn, and they're callin' us. We got some milkin' to do." Doris poured the contents of the percolator in the large thermos jar, and handed it to him. "Here ya go, Daddy. Warm ya hands before ya touch their teats. It's a little nippy out.