” “I’m not a dud!” “Yeah, well prove it.” “NO! ... no? Oh no-o-o-o-o. Your brothers said. NO! And what do you mean, ‘dud’?”The rus...h of schooled resistance clawed at me morally telling me not to sin, rules I hated altogether but was brain washed so thoroughly. I fought it but in this regard, Siza wanting to see my penis, it was over the top although she was so quick to detail her rationale as if she was completely right minded. “You have a penis for real. Let’s see it! I’m going to give it my. ...Gary pulled out and jumped into his car. I stood up but struggled to walk straight. Gary tore off without a word, leaving with my work keys inside his car. I couldn't run as the lights on the car began to flash. It was the police! I froze. I just stood there in silence as he pulled up to me. "Are you alright?"the officer said. His question surprised me, I knew I was in trouble and expected him to say something else. He walked to the back of his car and retrieved a blanket. He gave it to me. She said I had not tried hard enough, and even that I wasgetting too big in the chest and judges didn't like that. Next year shewants me to wear a constricting bra underneath my outfit so my boobsdon't show. She says lots of girls do it. Sheesh. Doc has still got me onhormones to build up my bones and get my levels up to what they shouldhave been; I need that to keep my bones strong. What good is a gymnastwith broken bones? So then I'm too busty? Double Sheesh. Still, it wasmore than I could. What happened to you is a miracle, a miracle for you, a miracle for Katy and me, a miracle for this family. What happened doesn't make sense with any other explanation. I, for one, am going to call it a gift from God. From this moment forward, I will no longer fear what happened." He chuckled. "I won't promise not to look amazed on occasion, though. That would be asking too much. That's how I feel. You have my full support, Debra."He sat down and gave me a curt nod that reminded me so much of.