She was such a kind and clever person as well; I always loved going to see Lizzie.Not surprisingly, Lizzie was the first person to hear about plans to...'regenerate' the flats. She had seen the pretentious architect's drawings down at the community centre and didn't like the look of them at all."This ain't right Raych," she told me over tea and biscuits. "The council is selling this to us as the best thing since sliced bread, but I don't trust them. It's Sweets Way and Aylesbury Estate all over. It was mesmerizing and I reatvishaed I was ogling her.“Umm, yes,” I said and reatvishaed it was in my real voice. I cleared my throat and continued in character. “Yes, my pretty. For my apple, I require a kiss.” There it was. Offer on the table. Tvisha giggled and looked at me intently. I couldn’t tell what she might be thinking, but at least her full pouty lips were curved upwards. A long minute passed and I think I was holding my breath as I held forth the apple.I panicked, thinking she was. Of course I knew it would take time for the changes to happen andalthough I knew at some point if I continued to take the hormones andblockers it would become obvious what was happening, but at the time Ididn't care, all I knew was that I couldn't go through puberty as a boyand my need to be female outweighed the risks.I had the perfect hiding place for my patches, underneath my mattress Icut a hole and put them in the mattress, at the end of each day I alwaysmade sure to peal the patches off. I believe you are the right person for the job. I hope you can help my son and his wife without causing them to divorce in the process.”We both laughed at his last comment, “I guess I should let Jill handle it.”Jeremy, let’s give my father in law a call before it gets too late. I’d like to run a couple things past him before I stir the hornets’ nest tomorrow morning. You won’t be surprised by the first one because we have already discussed it. The others, well, try not to express your feelings.