"I think your son Tommy is not happy being a boy." He went onwith the rest of his findings and conclusions.Now this did not make either of my parents ...happy especially dad. Dad said"he's a quack and doesn't know what he is talking about. We're notsending our son back to this idiot I can fix this you will see.Dad started setting up outing with my brothers and me to fishing,bowling, shooting, camping, ball games and anything else that seemedmanly that would try to sway me into the boy I was. He knew that his Mommy looked like him, and he had changed, but it just dawned on him exactly how he'd changed. He startled, realizing suddenly that he was a girl now. Yuck. Looking down at his Mommy, he asked "Is Daddy going to be mad?" Elizabeth felt a surge of fear. Oh God, What would Mark say when he found out she'd used her own son for a guinea pig in some experiment. He'd divorce her, at the least. Getting nervous, she kept running scenes through her mind of how he'd accept. Or, I guess I could call him brother now. Only last night had we found out that my dad was his father too and that our parents had been hiding that fact from both of us. It still felt surreal that I had a brother now when I had been an only child my whole life. I wasn't sure if I had truly processed it yet and I didn't think Dale had either. I mean, his while life had been turned upside down in the last mouth, having to move across country, give up his friends and everything he knew and then. When a fresh wave of suffering comes from nowhere I try to lift myselfusing my arms, at the same time fumbling round with my fingers for anymeans of freeing myself, but all I can touch are coils of rope.The knots have been kept out of my range. Goreans know well how tosecure women.Soon my muscles fail and I have to sink back down, and there it goes,the pain in my thighs starts to build yet again. Aurore's arms andshoulders are not as a strong as the ones I used to possess, and Icannot support.