What police officer could I call, though? What court could I appeal to?As far as the world was concerned no crime had taken place. Even Ming-cho's mem...ry seems vague on exactly what happened. I knew though. Iremembered. And after a few days of getting used to being built like astripper I decided that only I could see that justice was done.It was easy. Ming-cho had given up on undoing the changes wrought bythe ruby rod and seemed to even have difficulty remembering that she wassupposed to be. However, as she walked over to the dresser and came back, she showedMichael what she had retrieved. He should have seen it coming.In the hands of his beautiful fianc?e was an exact replica of Alyssa'sprincess crown, only larger. On the front, it had pink stones spellingout "Princess Potty Pants," identical to what he had written on Alyssa'sso long ago. She affixed the crown on his head and stepped back,snapping another cell phone picture with a giggle. "Sorry baby, shouldaknown my little. Anger rose deep within her. They'd never got on since childhood. His brothers were fantastic, but Daniel was a completely different enigma altogether. She continued to read pushing away her thoughts until sleep consumed her.Slowly getting up, she headed towards her room which was a floor below his. She could hear the annoying giggles of the girl. She was too tired to think or care about the situation, as long as it didn't involve her, he could do as he well damn pleased.The morning sun shone. Gary: Yes, I understand that. But Linda isn't very communicative. As far as her mother and I are concerned, she tells us almost nothing about her experiences here. She says she's been happy here and that's about it. Isn't that true, Linda?With a half-smile, Linda nods. Gary looks to Doctor Gordon.Dr Gordon: You knew when you enrolled her that Linda was joining an establishment which is not exactly - shall we say, orthodox in its methods. But it does promise results.Gary: Yes.Dr Gordon: Well,.