"Mus'haatu is difficult to translate. I guess the closest words in your language would be 'peaceful soul'," Kalani tried to explain. "You helped her, ...ichael, to start the journey to a peaceful soul."I had meant to ask about the Ratu at breakfast, but forgotten with everything else going on."So she's better? Does she still hate me?" I think you should let her find her peace, then speak with her again," Kalani said."Okay," I replied. Then, to change the subject I asked, "How are Mikeya and. . kinda jealous." Why would you be jealous?" It's just, ever since I found out you used to be a boy, I've beenreally curious about what it must like to be a girl. After they loweredthe age limit on gender morphing, I've been watching my friends gettingto try out what I've wanted for so long, and ... and. ..." My chest felttight and my throat ached. I was doing my best not to cry. I hadsomething I needed to say and getting emotional would get in the way.Mom's face softened as she reached out and. She drank her coffee slowly and looked out the window. The ring of the phone stirred her thoughts and brought her back to reality. ‘Hello’ ‘Hello, may I speak with Mary.’ ‘This is Mary, may I help you.’ ‘This is Sandy, from the Woody Agency. How are you today?’ ‘I’m doing fine. How can I help you?’ ‘Mr. Wood asked me to call and ask if you would bring a bikini with you today, or if you don’t have one, what is your size, we may have one that will fit you.’ ‘I wear a size 4, and I don’t have one. Jessica knew she was being overly emotional but again she made Kenny promise to be careful. The two bade each other good night with Kenny promising to call each night.True to his word on Thursday and Friday nights Kenny phoned and reassured Jessica that the rehearsals were going well. The four members of the group had been overjoyed to see each other again and all were looking forward to the gig on Saturday night. Since the gig would run until one o'clock in the morning Kenny suggested that he.