“I have felt that there is more. I, I know there is more, but I do not know how I am to use this gift. Or if I am to use it. I do wish I could have ...alked to her about it.”“I know, little one,” he said, addressing her by the familiar expression they had used around the family fire. “I wish it had been otherwise as well, but we could not risk frightening you and the others with this, especially with the group so unstable. Dag knew that he had but a little while to live, and the stability of the. “No,” she said, kissing me lightly on the cheek. “I know you would, and I love you for it. But you gave me what I wanted.” As she gathered up her knickers and headed for the bathroom, she said, “I hope we’ll both want it again soon.” Alone in the drawing room, turning off the television, gathering up the whisky tumblers, switching off the lights, closing the house down for the night, I pondered on the fleeting image on the screen that had triggered such animated and rewarding. I likedall the attention, how strange.She was now going to teach me how to take off my makeup. I thought thiswas too much work. Mary giggled and said, I would get used to all thenew girly things we do and someday I would love all the "things" usgirls do to be pretty.It was really strange, I could sleep and shower with my new wig on.Mary said I would never take it off, not allowing me to even to looklike a boy anymore.The next day we went shopping all over again. I asked her what now.Mary. " There was a small cheer from the crowd at this point. "But before that, I wanted to let you drunk bastards know that there's a new... uh... exhibit at the rock'n'roll hall of fame. It'sh called GET OFF THE STAGE" he shouted the last few words directly at Maggie and Sherrie, "A tribute to opening actsh..."The crowd roared at the last joke, drawing yet another "fuck" from Sherrie. For her part, Maggie took it in stride. It was typical for the opening act to get dissed."Sho, without further.