"Lynn, you're quite drunk," she said, vaguely aware that there was something wrong with the way she'd pronounced the word drunk. Somewhere in the dist...nce Jenny was screaming. And all those guys were shouting and laughing. The sounds seemed to come from very far off, carried on the dry wind. She could hear the hissing rustle of the woods more loudly. Jenny screamed again, and that big red dog was yapping. Something was happening, but Lynn had long ago given up trying to imagine what. She'd been. "It's just - you women and your sense of direction - I don't want youending up driving to Canberra." Not funny. But I'll put the address and your number in my phone." Jesus wife. I think you'll find my number is in your phone." Oh right!" I say again. I go to 'K' in the contacts. I notice it islight on for numbers in general. And there is only one K. Kristi. I'massuming it's the same one. My now boss. Significantly, there is noKevin there. "See!" I show him. "Not so stupid after all." Hang on. Notin a bad way, but always when my male name came up on documents. Ithink my male mode started failing.That made realize something. I felt lonely. Lonely to be honest. Imissed my friends. I missed my family. So, to find friends and beingnot so lonely in Vienna I went to a trans support group. I also neededsomeone to boost my confidence. I hated presenting rather male thanfemale. But I couldn't get myself to go the whole hog and presentcompletely female, even though I wanted. The fear of what. Mother looked on with sheer delight. She was so happy. She came over andhugged me, held me close. When she broke the hug she took my hands intohers and took in my new look."You look so beautiful Johnny, you are a picture perfect," she said. "Ino longer think the name Johnny fits you any longer. If you had been borna girl I would have named you Stephanie Paige and I think this name iscompletely befitting a young woman such as you. You are my daughter nowStephanie. Now tell Mother what she wishes.