When the tugging eased, I dragged it onto the beach.Maria ran up to me. "What is it?" Something metal. Who knows?"My father jogged to us. "Maria, go s...tay with Mrs. Walters."Maria walked to where my mother was sitting while Dad and I stared at the object."Where do you think it came from?" I asked.Dad dropped to a knee and ran his palm over the surface. He stood up and flipped it over."You're lucky you didn't cut yourself," he said. "Look at the jagged edge." What is it?" I don't know. Maybe part. Even after she found a way out of this mess,she didn't know if there would ever be enough surgery and hormones toreturn her to her former physical condition, to say nothing of heraltered mental and emotional condition.She took a few steps into the hallway, her feminine assets causing her tothrust out her chest and ass, while her hips naturally swayed in anexaggerated motion. She arrived at the doorway and stopped, placing onehand on the door jab next to her ear, the other on her. No citizens with their cell phones. Now I want to be left alone to get good and drunk and then I want to use your services as a grief counselor. After that—well, we'll see."Karen had turned her attention to the octagonal shadow box on the wall. She was absorbed in examining the various patches, rank insignia, medals and badges surrounding a plain dagger mounted in the center. Finally, Karen pointed at a small patch that had a blue rectangle in the upper left quarter with 51 tiny white-pointed. " Susie-in-Cindy looked at Jack-in-Susie. "I think I can direct the chant, but I'll need his help. My body still has most of the power." What do I have to do?" asked Jack-in-Susie. "I'll do anything you need, Susie," he said eager to be rid of his weak female body."Just let your mind go blank, Jack." That shouldn't be hard for her," snarled Bob-in-Jack.Cindy-in-Bob glared a warning stare towards Bob-in-Jack.As Susie-in-Cindy and Jack-in-Susie clasped hands, they began to chant the spell that.