He said it’s not what’s between your legs that matters — it’s what’s between your ears.”Carla looked up at Glenn. “You said that?”“I...did.”“Good one, cousin. I’m going to remember that one.” She turned to Jackie. “What brought on this identity crisis ... now that it’s resolved.”“Some bullying,” Glenn replied.“What did they do to you, Jackie?”“One of them put his hand up my dress to prove I’m not a girl by birth.”“Oh, you poor child. That’s ... criminal. But by no means the worst I’ve heard of.. One was a travel agent employed by Richards Enterprises. The other was from Aaron Aldermann and Columbia Pictures. They had that look and neither wore a ring. It made no difference. If either one could get what I wanted, I would let them start an affair in peace. Sean gave me the go ahead, so I went straight to the point. True to my first read, they answered like twins. Normally, I would bet they would be in bed before midnight, but it was early. My guess was before dinner, then food and more. It was sometime during the next year, that things went pear-shaped.I was ten close to eleven, when Uncle Steve finally tricked then forced himself on me.With no one to help me, I was at his mercy.I have vague memories of this time, but I will never forget the pain and the blood of the first time he molested me.Almost instantly I withdrew from people and wasn’t my normal self.It didn’t stop him, continually molested me daily during the school week.This went on; for well over a year.Dad blamed my. " Now we might not have time to write our stories for the contest!" The truth dawns on our two writers as they uncover the nefarious plans of their feathered friend and co-writer.Two sets of typing hands leave the keyboard and rise as fists, high into the air, at the same time that both angrily yell out to anyone who will hear..."Curse you Raven, may the SRU Wizard enter you into the beauty contest you made up -- AND MAY YOU LOOSE!!!"Furious typing ensues as Caleb and Eric write up a story.