Samuelson called the welfare office trying to check on you. He was worried when you never came back after your Mother died. Maybe you should call him....I have the number here." He pushed a slip of paper across the table to me. Later, back at home, Marilyn asked me if Nancy and I had a nice talk. "Sure. Aunt Nancy is real nice. She asked me a lot of questions about my dressing as a girl, but I didn't lie or nothing." "Anything dear, not nothing. Go change for bed now." I left for bed and Mom sat. Well, my dad was fighting. My mother was just trying to survive without getting another black eye. I was sixteen, and I should’ve done something about this already. I was a coward. But not any longer.I threw down the Berserk manga I was reading, and rolled off my bed. I stood up and flexed my bare toes against the fabric of the carpet. As I moved, I noticed the imprints of my feet stayed in the woolly flooring. The carpet fibers didn’t spring back up. Reality was frozen. I could manipulate. "So we bought some nappies and other things, and then went to Anna’s apartment. Anna told me her Mama knew she was working in a bar, so it was okay for me to come along.The apartment building was a bit rundown, just outside Patong town. She had a one room apartment, the kind with the living room/sleeping quarters and kitchen all in one room, with a separate bathroom and a very small balcony.It was very clean and quite comfortable. Anna said her Mama had gone out with her son and would be back. The anticipation of her arrival was killing me. I began to bite my finger nails nervously. Finally there was a knock at the door. I stood up, did a final few touches to my hair in the mirror and opened the door."Hi!" I greeted as Jane stood in the doorway. She looked so beautiful. Her brown hair flowed down her shoulders, her face was nicely done up with makeup. I looked at her feet to see the most gorgeous heels I had ever seen, following up her bare bronzed legs and saw that she also wore a.