The slabs of me he places on the shelf look almost like uncooked steaks. Occasionally he'll put certain pieces into the top of the faucet-shaped thing... which I quickly realize is a meat grinder, as I see it pour chopped me into the large plastic bowl. Great, I'm being butchered like a cow. I guess I won't need my meat in my new metal body I'll be getting, but the idea of being butchered like a cow feels almost insulting.As he frees bones from my legs, he puts them in the trash bin by the door.. We returned home and as we were putting stuff away Elaine came walking in, she was family so she just always walked in without knocking.“Be a dear John go get her bags,” my mom said to me.I went to her car and saw three bags in the back seat. Damn woman, you were only spending the night I thought. When I came back inside. Elaine told me she would take that one and put the other two in my bedroom. I started to question her why my bedroom. My mother told me no questions just do as Elaine asked. I. . He had effectively disappeared, never to be heard of again.Canada is such a large place; leaving Alberta was easy... leaving someone's life, even easier.Cheryl had never been a promise, just a distraction... she was way to self-centered to even consider giving anything away... perhaps a woman would be the answer, that's where Nanci fitted in so perfectly.Jen thought for a moment that maybe Nanci was also searching for her twin soul; she could not possibly love her older girlfriend; it must be. Needless to say all hell broke loose and they ran around like crazy getting dressed. We headed out to the car and her Mom said who gets to sit next to me? Susan said she could in the back with Sister. Her Mom pushed Sister in back and slammed the seat back and got in shotgun. The ride to the restaurant was kind of quiet with Sister throwing a big pout in back and her Mom putting her hand on Susan's thigh. She raised the skirt up and no girdle! Just pink panties..big smile..Dinner was quiet with.