And I have to say, now that I've met you I find it hard tobelieve you were ever anyone else. You seem totally comfortable as youare now." I am, but it... took some work and there were some difficult moments alongthe way," said Caroline. "Did you know I attended my own funeral?" That must've been weird." Like you wouldn't believe. To stand beside the coffin, staring downat what had been my own body only days before.... I'm not sure wordscan fully convey all the thoughts and emotions that race. They couldn’t dress me up properly. so i said driver to take me to his house where i can take some rest and refresh before going to my hostel.All passengers got down and driver took me to his residence which is a small hut in a slum dwelling. on opening his house i just took my things from share auto and ran into his house with my clumsy dressing.It was about 1am and no light there. i asked if he can get out of house so i can dress-up. he laughed and said that he has enjoyed her in both holes. Both half human children were leading the two grandparents off by the hand, their chatter drowning out most other sound. The kids looked OK, at least to him. That was good. Dragging a dying boy half way across the world would not be fun.Having to bury him somewhere along the way, even less so."Where's Ruta?" he asked, looking around. Issa shrugged."Below, I assume. Probably doing human female stuff." He pointed at the dismounted soldiers. "I thought all Polish soldiers wore white and red." Not. I knocked again and still no one answered. I was standing outside his study door, unsure what I should do when one of the sixth form boys walked along the corridor towards me. I kept my eyes downcast, not wanting to attract attention, which on reflection was was stupid. I was a boy from another house, standing outside the door of a house master who wasn't really anything to do with me and it was 5.30 in the morning. The boy stared at me as he approached and as I glanced up at him I caught his.