I don't know how he does it," Elizabeth answered, affectionately. "She's certainly keeping him hopping, from what he tells me." Sounds like it! What i...s he, nearly 40?" He's 39, and he'll insist on it if you ask him!" Elizabeth grinned. "My Kelly's 37 now, still hasn't settled down either. She's off to Amsterdam with some of her friends to visit my sister next week." Going to bring back anything... special?" Denise asked slyly."I really don't think so! I never brought her up that way, honest!". When they took my fingerprints, they ran them throughall their computer records, but found no matches. This wasn't asurprise to me; the woman I now was hadn't existed until a fewhours earlier.The next few months are still a kind of wondrous blur to me.Various agencies and charities helped me find a new home, andgave me training in coping with the world as a sightless person. Itwas difficult and frustrating at times, but I still realized that I washappier in this new life than my old one. And. I'm going to have to deal with him myself. He won't be happy. Actually, the more I think about it, the more I realize he's a selfish little..." Prick!" I finished for her."Crude perhaps, but accurate. Just don't say anything to him about our affair." Concerning your sisters, I probably shouldn't tell you this, but we talk about everything. They have both talked to me, separately, of course, then eventually together. They each said they were having feelings for a boy. They wouldn't tell me who. She was sitting quite close to me now, with her legs crossed. “That’s a shame” I say, my eyes darting between her lips and her eyes.She stayed silent for a while, “Yes..I was wondering, maybe you could press my back for me? I really have no one else to ask, and the rain seems like it could be a while.” she said, a bit hesitantly. I couldn’t believe my luck. “Yes, of course!” I say, sounding a bit too enthusiastic.“Are you sure?” she asks. “Absolutely. I have magic fingers after all. ” I say.