The landlord at the Fig and Firkin watched Tabitha as she set up the stage equipment with the help of Prissy and Joanne. As always, Sunbeam was not on... of the first to arrive, and the fact that Anita and Carla were also not there made Tabitha fear the worst."So it's gonna just be a dyke crowd, is it?" remarked the landlord from the bar stool where he sat. "A load of grrrls with short hair and jumble sale chic. But what's this I hear about your group attracting the boys now?"Tabitha knew exactly. Then it happened I found out that my mom was getting remarried. I was happy at first, which was until I found out that it was a teacher of mine and that wasn’t the worst part. She was a She. This was ok I guess, but the combination was like a social suicide. Well there was no changing it they were in love and I couldn’t stop it form happening (besides I was going to be 19 that summer). Well the wedding came and it was time for there honeymoon in the Indies. So I had the house to myself well. What's next?" "OK. For my last wish, I wish that Mike and all the bullies would want to hang out with me instead of beat me up." Hmmm, its a good thing you said that one earlier. It gave me a chance to think. This one could have potentially been hard to do." Smiling, Becky simply reached into the bag and pulled out a jar. "I found this while I was looking for the birth certificate and set it aside." She smiled. Tommy looked at the jar. Printed on it in pink paint were the words "New You. ”
“Just do it, Nikki. Thatʼs an order.”Within seconds Linda and Brad were out the door and pulling away in the cruiser.“Roger Mansfield?” said Linda as she and Brad approached the bay where a mechanic was bent over the engine of a late model car.“Who wants to know?” came the reply as the ruggedly handsome man straightened up, his imposing frame towering over Linda and almost two inches taller than Brad.“Iʼm Linda Raintree, Sherrif. My deputy, Brad Thurmond.”
The sneer of contempt was evident as.