“And there’s the fucking door. Show yourself out.”Debbie stares at him, speechless for a moment. She knows that he is bluffing. If she breaks th... trophy then she can forget having their relationship. If she doesn’t then she loses ground and he wins. “I’m not leaving,” she finally says.“I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but you don’t have the right to come into my office like a raging storm,” he growls.“I have every right,” she counters and then she throws the trophy.Alan is up out of the. "Maybe I thought about this. But I can't be agirl! What will my parents say?" I'm sure they'll grow to love having a daughter." What will people say at school when I show up like this? Oh, God,change me back! Make me a boy again!"It was time to be stern. "Kaitlin, look at me."She was crying again. "My name's not Kaitlin." You can't very well go by Kevin anymore." I touched her shoulder. "Whydon't you look in the mirror?"She froze, as if she were about to look at something from the house. .. I could touch it. It still vibrated from the song, the buzzing keeping my soul from inhabiting it right now. But that didn’t stop me from grabbing the limbs. From making it rise again. If I had flesh, I’d furrow my brow in shock.I was ... puppeteering it. I was controlling it without inhabiting it. I could see it standing in a shadowy world, witness the fencers attacking the monsters. Helpless, they would finish off my allies. I couldn’t let that happen.I marched my proxy forward. I. It looked like a squirrel gun, unless you were the one who got one of the high velocity .22 hollow point rounds in the head. Then you had to respect it. Actually it was the people standing around you, when your head exploded, who learned to respect it.I had a couple of light weight plastic canteens I added them to the pack as well. It was getting pretty close to being full. With the box of .22 mag ammo, then the 10mm ammo for the Glock pistol, the small pack was pretty much full. I had only one.