She stretched, straightening her legs so they lay just outside his, stretching her arms, lifting her bottom and back to relieve some of the stress."Sh...t," she said, staring unsatisfied up at the grimy underside of the bridge.She pushed and slipped out from under his dead weight. He groaned and rolled onto his back, flopping his arm so it stretched across her chest, his hand on her thigh."It was so awful," she said, "There was my sister. She came into the store, like 50 years old and buying. "Now Michelle, this is no joke," Lynn said trying to temper thesituation. "This is not easy for Dexter. He has secretly had deepsuppressed desires of becoming a woman for many years. Now that he isof age he has decided to act on those desires and we all need to beunderstanding and supportive of his decision to become a woman."Dexter felt a twisted knot in his stomach as he stood there feelingnothing but utter humiliation. His masculinity hidden under this newfeminine image he now was required. Mom was lying on the bed face down with her head on her arms, sobbing. I went over, sat on the edge of the bed and started to rub her back. “It’s okay, mom, it’s okay, we can fix this.”Mom sat up while wiping the tears from her cheeks. “How can we fix this? Men just don’t like me.”“I don’t think that’s true. Can I ask you some personal questions?”“Of course, you can. You know you can ask me anything.”“Did you have a boyfriend in high school?”Still wiping tears from her eyes, she answered, “No,. " Whoa, Nora. What I do isn't close to God-like. What I do is unique, but I can't create a heaven or an earth. I can't say, 'Let there be light, ' and have light appear unless I flip a light switch at the same time. Get a grip. We're dealing with science here, not theology. We're dealing with time and space and how we fit in the universe we occupy."He paused and, after exhaling a loud sigh, continued, "Nora, I don't believe my time trips can alter the past. I can only witness the past. So far,.