Her head had been just as confused, alternately headachy and clear like a radio message traveling through intermittent waves of static.She tried hard ...to concentrate on what she really saw through the car windows. After all, it was a beautiful day outside. The sky was a vivid blue, the clouds, puffs of pure white. Sprinklers whirred on freshly cut front lawns. There was the sound of an electric mower somewhere, though she could not see it. But the refreshment of her senses would not last. She. " What happened to me?" Allain managed to ask plaintively. "And *how*?"~----------~Well, Elaine thought to him. . . no, to *her*self after Dr. Whitaker had left, he, or rather *she* *was* still alive. He still found it hard to think of herself in the feminine, but that was to be expected. Allain Charboneau had been a male for almost thirty years, but now, *Elaine* Charboneau was a female, and from what she'd just been told, was going to be one for the rest of her life. Which was likely. There was Second Officer Nkomo who was just as gorgeous as ever as she input data into a tablet. There was nothing unusual about the scene at all.That was until Captain Kerensky recognised a figure more familiar to her than anyone else although she very rarely saw her in this context. It belonged to someone she mostly ever saw in the mirror. And that woman, of course, was Captain Kerensky.This was very peculiar. How could she be looking at herself? Was the captain viewing a recording of past. . and please call me Jackie. Everyone does back home, and besides, we’re going to be best friends now that we’ve met.”“Thank you, Jackie. I’d love to be your friend. Clara told us that you have a ranch near Midland. Do you happen to know Regina Angelina Lopez?”“I certainly do! My land joins her’s at my northeast corner. Don’t tell me she’s kin to you? She’s such a wonderful neighbor.”“She’s my Granny - my daddy’s momma,” J Lo said proudly. She was very close to a sob when she spoke, she was so.