After ordering Bryony up to her room, I?m sat down in the living roomnext to my mother as my father and my grandparents try to take inwhat?s happened....So you got the diagnosis, then?? Grandpa Chris asks, sighing as dadnods. ?Well, a medical professional isn?t going to give a diagnosis fora condition someone doesn?t have. The question is, what are you goingto do now???What CAN we do?? Dad retorts, throwing his hands up in exasperation.?My son is now my daughter. How am I supposed to react to. She continued to disbelieve him. ‘Bullshit. It’s a staged photo or you paid her to do it or maybe it’s even Photoshopped.’ In response Travis flipped through a few pages of the album, displaying to Sara his slave in all variety of poses and situations. It was a highly erotic exhibition, but something about it sat wrong with her. She had nothing against those who engaged in a dominant and submissive relationship, Sara had even dabbled more than a little in bondage and discipline herself, but. "She didn't lie about everything." I don't know, maybe she did. Maybe everything she ever told us was a bald-faced lie designed to manipulate us." To what end? For two grand in cash and a roof over her head for a few nights? I don't think so." Sasha shook her head. "If she was that desperate of an addict, she'd have been getting high from the beginning. Instead, she was drug-free for almost an entire week right up until something snapped inside her Friday night and she ran away. I choose to. How are the kids?" Fine."Our conversation seemed to have petered out, and Sam stood thereawkwardly for a few moments, then she gave me another hug, and left theroom.I sighed, and looked at Loraine and said, "So, you want to talk to me?" I do, but I'm not sure how to say this." Be straightforward, I get the feeling that suits you best." What happened was not an accident." Someone did this ... on purpose?" I'm afraid so. We received chatter from a radical environmental groupabout causing problems.