With a tingling of her senses, Treya dodged to the left, barely evading a battle axe that swung through the space she’d just been occupying. She twi...ted around to see a huge, gap-toothed man grinning evilly at her. He lifted the axe up for another swing. Without thinking about it, Treya called on her second blessing. Her hands blazed with white light, and she thrust her palm against the man’s chest. He flew off his feet, landing twenty feet away in a broken heap. He didn’t move.Stunned, Treya. She squealed the tires as she accelerated down the road. What a car! Thiswas like a dream. Heads turned to watch her drive by and this time theywere mostly looking at the car. The best part was that she did not feel acompulsion to stop and pick up guys. Though it might be fun to do itanyway, she thought wickedly and laughed as she kicked it into a highergear and headed for the interstate."Hey little man, how about I wish myself into being a guy again?" sheasked."You have to wait until this wish. Of course Anna gave me a big hug and kiss. She told me that she could not believe that she was finally able to dress like an American cowgirl. I told her that it looked like she had just stepped off the cover of some western novel."In Russia, we don't celebrate Christmas until January 7," Anna informed me. "Most families get together and have a big dinner together." Well, we'll just have to go out to eat, or maybe get together with my brother, on the seventh, to celebrate," I replied.Anna gave. "Daddy, how come I am crying so much these days? I never cry. Sometimes I feel like such a freak. How do I know how to use a gun? How can I shoot someone without even looking at him? How can I shoot someone ... period? I'm Amy, the nicest girl in the world, and tomorrow I am going to go with you to kill people."I am insisting on going, I forced you to let me go. Who am I? I do so many weird things. How can I talk in your voice? How did I know what to tell Captain Jensen? What the hell is an.