For her, I could get used to it again. ‘Running is not something I do well, Amber,’ I admitted. ‘These are bad people, Mark,’ Amber continued....I was once used to bad people. For her, I could get used to them again. I smiled inappropriately at my inner joke. ‘I’m serious. I don’t want anyone hurt.’ I lost my smile for her sake. She was only aware of the hermit artist. She didn’t know the rest of me. I let it go for now. We both weren’t ready to exchange the full truth. ‘No one is going to find. Then she look at me, “So, we decided to do the same thing this time, too. Mom and I haven’t done so well with men, lately. It’s not that we are against men, per se, but we haven’t been as fortunate as you seem to have been with your male friends. We learned from Helen that we can be lovers and we have been.” She looked back to Helen, “You’re right, Helen, we now share the same bedroom and bed. We’ve accepted what we have and we are much more comfortable in our skin … even when that’s all we are. Though, the silence and amazing views as you hurdle through the cosmos is very relaxing, and the privacy is also enjoyable, time to think out loud, record log entries, write down ideas, and contemplate important aspects and issues of mortality like what is the meaning of life or why you can't wear white after labor day (It is to find meaning in life, and because it looks bad). All the time while talking to a feminine voiced computer system to aid and help.You wake up in your bed, startled by. '" Martha's voice faded as she realised just what she was going to say but I understood the unspoken words."She's not the only one, is she?" I said gently."I didn't want to be like them and so I hid it from them, all those voices telling me I was wrong to do so, but I stopped listening to them. I ran away from home and got married, but then after my husband left me I went back home, and then I found I was pregnant with Natalie, I stayed with my parents for four years but then when Natalie.