I had a pile of ten to twelve foot long trunks the size of my upper arm stacked half as tall as I was. Some, I reserved for night wood, were thicker. ... had to drag those back with a rope. I set aside several manageable eight-foot sections for another use.I carefully cleared the ground where I planned to string my tarp. Two trees and a stretched line belly-high formed the ridge. I cut a live sapling for tent stakes to pin down the tarp’s back and sides. Two lengths of line attached to the. The week was finally up and I went back to the center. I waited while she was driven in from the airport. Gina finally arrived and we were shown to the room where we would swap bodies and identities. We leaned back against the machines which would do the job and smiled at each other as the technicians attached wires to our bodies. Then someone began a countdown and I fell asleep. When I awoke, I looked down and saw my new body. I was Gina. I was Gina Spinelli and I lived in Orange,. No one was directly in view but I felt verystrange in this get-up; embarrassed. I wondered if--A young woman came round the corner and started walking toward me. Irecognised her immediately: Gail; the girl who had the desk next tomine. I'd worked with her for a year and a half. As Lionel.I stood rock still as she came closer and closer, unable to take my eyesoff her. When she saw me she averted her eyes instantly and walked alittle straighter. As she came close she glanced up again and gave. I would like to try it out in full scale and, if and when Patrick is ready to move away from home, there will be a very nice home waiting for him and his future wife just behind that hill." I know were the house is. I walked over there just after I, or we, inherited the farm from Karl. The old man didn't want any visitors, he made that perfectly clear in a polite manner but he was grateful that I had made the effort to introduce myself and sometimes we talk across the fences if we see each.