On the first page was written, “Dagmar’s Diary”. My first impulse was to take it with me as proof, or at least evidence of Dagmar’s existence,...but on second thought, reading it first was probably a wiser course. It was very possible, even likely, that the diary was going to be pivotal in Margie’s court case.By the time I got to the emergency room, Aunt Margie was Aunt Margie again, but she was dopey from the sedative, and she was totally confused about why she was in the hospital. All Dr.. "Just onemore ear and it will be over" she said. Then she pierced my other earlobe and it was done. She sat me up and spun the chair around so Icould see myself in the mirror. I had two small gold hoops hanging frommy ears. They still hurt a bit but it wasn't too bad now. "Now thisnext one may hurt a little bit more" said Vicky as she spun the chairback around and reclined it again, this time even further than it wasbefore. "What next one?" I asked. "Is this what you had in mind,Betty?". ”“But you had agreed to do it.”“That’s different from wanting to do it. That came later.”“She got her period when?”“About a month before I left. That’s when I told her I wanted her to look like a woman, again, to push things past my trip to Sweden, at a minimum.”“But you would have done it if she’d made it a flat-out demand?”“That’s the ‘What if?’ stuff again. I don’t know what I would have done if she’d made it a demand at that point, after she got her period.”“It sounds as if you were. I gave him our address and told him to meet her at our house around 9pm. I told Steve of all of the restaurants that she liked. I also told him that she gets warmed up real fast when she drinks wine.I raced home from the boutique and placed the gifts on our bed. I left a note that read, "A bet is a bet." I poured a glass of wine and left it with the flowers on the night table. I picked the outfit that I thought she would love to wear after a couple glasses of wine and laid it out. She would be.