I looked up; she stood there swaying in the isle, smiling at me, a drink in each hand."Oh, thanks", I replied. I took it, and Doreen sat down."A penny...for them?" Doreen enquired.I sat there with a blank expression on my face; I hadn't even noticed she'd gone for the drinks."Oh! Just dreaming", I replied. Doreen, like most of my friends, knew nothing of my wayward past; I wanted to keep it that way. I smiled back and sipped my coffee; it was hot."You were miles away", she continued; "It must. The setup in the house was sort of barebones with a 1980s bachelor padflair but then again it was always Michelle's pleasure to decorate andset the atmosphere for a home you wanted to nest in. Dylan had taken aquick power nap after putting his finishing touches on setting up thelast room. He never heard the delivery truck that dropped off the non-descript package sitting on his front porch. He noticed it whilechecking for the mail; 'hmmm no mail but this package shows up today,'Dylan thought it. She tried to do more than her share of the housework. She rose earlier than Anna, to make sure that there was never a chance that the two of them would need the shower at the same time. She'd ceased her pre-temple habit of occasionally borrowing her sister's clothes. And of course the sass and put downs she'd lavished on her younger sister had ceased the instant the two had been inducted into the temple. But she had slipped up, as she now knew."Lower your pyjamas," said Anna. Liz tried but. You know...physically ill! It made them sick and disgusted to knowtheir only child was a fairy, as they put it!"The tears were starting to flow. Talking about such painful memories wasobviously very difficult. She was shaking. The next round of drinks camejust in the nick of time!"To make a long story short, the way they treated me...the way theyrejected me...well, it drove me into a protective shell. Even after I wasold enough to move out on my own I would get physically ill every time.