" Okay," I said.She glanced at me, frowning. "Is that all right?" Yes, ma'am," I lied. Then I clamped my mouth and my brain shut about the matter.I sa... at the dining table waiting for her. I'd said "Yes ma'am," "Yes, ma'am," as if I were talking to my put-upon mother in Memphis, or an aunt. The patterns were becoming clearer in my mind. As Martha sat across from me and ate her salad I found myself staring at her, at Martha, at mother, father, teacher, staring less as Steven but more as Speedy. "You can't be serious. I just wanted my mother to meet someone. I didn't want a dick. I want to be a girl, not a freak." Trixie shook her head and smiled. "You're not a freak, you're just special. And, from the reports I've gotten, you've already been putting the wish to good use." What do you mean by reports", Cadence asked suspiciously. "Oh, I get reports every time you use it", Trixie said. "And it seems you, your friend, and your mother are quite enjoying the gift." Cadence sighed and sat. I got my phone camera out and started to film him. He was trying all of the cars in the street to see if any were open. Bingo he found one. I immediately called out to him. He did not see me but ran towards the lane way to escape. I followed and saw him get into a trade’s ute. He speed off. I got his face and the rego number.Calling the police. They took two, yes two days, to appear. I had uploaded the film to u-tube. They told me to take it down as if was not proof of thief. We had reported. Dad and I have been out shooting and hunting with him since I was about eleven. They taught me basic survival and bush skills. I think Vinay has some military experience if that counts.”“He was a sniper, that’s why he is good at his current job,” dad told them. He touched the side of his ear, and the Major’s eyes widened.I chuckled and then the men grinned when I said, “No wonder my instructor at the recruitment course said I shot like a sniper.”Sobering, the Major then asked me, “Do you know.