Christine took me to the racks and asked me if I knew what I was looking for. I took Christine's hand and asked her if she had ever fit a man. She h...d once. I then told her how absolutely proud I was of myself for being in the store and going through with this. She told me not to worry, we'd be fine. She asked me if I knew what my dress size was and if it was similar to men's sizes. I told her I wear a size 14 dress. She told me she would have put me in an 8. I thanked her for the. Oh, how I’ve needed to hear that and believe it!’ In a minute she pulled herself together and we released each other. ‘If you want, I’ll play for you again when you can appreciate it with your conscious mind,’ I told her. ‘I want!’ she replied, her mood turning lighter. ‘And would you mind terribly if I took your picture while you’re doing that and show it to a few friends?’ ‘As long as it doesn’t end up on the internet,’ I said. We spoke a bit more then, mainly about what we did during a. I checked over each chamber, slowly alarm growing with in me, each was severely contaminated with the radiation the mines used, I scanned through my medical database seeing that the radiation levels where well about survivable levels, I scanned the room to find there had been a breach in the radiation shielding.I need to move the chambers, I activated two more repair drones, risking the attention of the mines, I sent them to the stasis rooms, I ordered them to start transferring the stasis pods. ‘Sure’ I said, giving her one of my flannel shirts and a pair of her gray sweats she had forgotten there years before. She laughed when she saw them. When she was gone I stoked the fireplace so that it would be roaring and warm shortly. It took her forever to return, but by then I had tea brewed and a bottle of cognac aside two glasses on the low coffee table in front of the fire. When she returned her feet were bare, and I could see her toes matched the red nail polish on her fingers. My shirt.