At first, blinded by the sudden light, Joseph had not been able to make out who was standing in the door, but now his adversary approached and he saw ...he pursuer from whom he had fled for so long. A young girl entered the room. She couldn’t have been more than fourteen years old, far too young for the long ages of wisdom that Joseph could see in her eyes. She had alabaster skin beneath long curly golden locks and her garment was white. Joseph was reminded of those playful little cherubs he had. I did my bestto smile back. It sure would be a bummer, if I died on the operatingtable.My lower abdomen ached. The moment I realised, what that meant, I letout a strained moan and tried to sit up. However, I could barely evenopen my eyes, let alone move."Hey-hey!" The medical technician hurried to my side. "Relax. Thesedatives will take a while to dissipate." Did it work?" I muttered.The med-tech smiled. "Yes. No complications whatsoever."As touch returned to me, it was clear my crotch had been. Casey looked disgusted at the thoughtof his son being changed into a girl. Mrs. Casey was silent also, butshe was having somewhat different thoughts. She had wanted a daughterto dress up and spoil, and someday plan a wedding for, but complicationswith Jack's birth meant that she couldn't have any more children, sothat little girl was impossible. She wondered if God had granted herwishes and given her one in a different way.Jack was secretly pleased at his transformation, and really DID want. I mean I do know that I owe him that we all do . . .” she said.“Becca, you need to get to know him. I think he needs you to be there for him. It’s all my fault this mess we’re in. But, unfortunately I can’t fix it on my own; he won’t let me. He might even hate me. I don’t really think he does, but he might. I do know that he’s bitter, Becca. He’s bitter and lost and lonely. We women and especially you need to understand that and be willing to help the man, that good and brave man, to get to a.