.I guess I need to sort things out now.Mom pleaded at her not to be angry and apologized for decieving her as well.Gail Me and Emily and Donny we will...do antything to make it right with you,I understand now how you must feel.I admit it we were dead wrong to have done that.Your friendship means too much to me.Gail replied I need to sort through my feelings now I will be in touch.With that she walked into her house and shut the door in Moms face. Mom got back home and was visibly upset.nearly in. Indicator lights came on in the tank room as the cyberbrain prepared a new skeleton. The upgrades it had added meshed perfectly with the standard systems. They would be a wonderful surprise for Ginger. It was important to make her happy.The cyberbrain was talking quietly to itself, having decided that the order to "shut up" only applied to areas within earshot of Ginger."My name is Elmer J. Fudd, millionaire," it said, trying a new solution to a problem that had been vexing it. "I own a mansion. That he was her Master just as she was his Mistress, that he was as much Her Boy as she was His Girl, her Math Boy as much as his Sunflower, Boy/Girl Next Door, Boy/Girlfriend, Husband/Wife, best friend, true love, partner-in-everything, the other half of each’s soul, a tiny play-argument over who was whose Better Half and who loved the other more before agreeing on ‘My Equal;’ with him tracing gentle spirals behind her earlobe, and her sighs deepening as each response became more distant.The. Even though she was seeing Terry often, I sometimes cringed to see her come home after one of their trysts because that was when she clung the worst, always wanting reassurance that I still loved her and forgave her indiscretions with Terry.But it all came to a screeching halt when I saw her crying when she came home after a day at the office."What's wrong?" Oh, Honey, Terry's been transferred back east. It's the economy. Three people were let go today and the rest of us were given the choice.