She looked quite similar to what Inormally did, minus the frequent beard stubble. There were even thesame gray eyes and the light scar on my forehead... from a childhoodaccident. In fact, it was almost like looking at the twin sister Ididn't have. "Weird."It appeared that I hadn't just been turned into any girl. I'd only beenturned into a girl version of myself. That gave me a faint sense ofrelief... very faint. But it also let me suspect that my fingerprintswould probably be the same as. "That..."He didn't get to finish his thoughts. The old man looked surprised fora moment. "Oh, dear me! I am so sorry. I should have known that yougo by your middle name, John." He shook his head. "Taxes, you know.Kind of distracting. My quarterly taxes are due, which means I'm up tomy neck in the books." He smiled faintly. "But then, you know allabout running a successful business, don't you?"John stood, his mouth agape. How had this old man known...? A thoughtintruded into John's. "I dunno," I said airily. "What is going on here?" I didn't know what she'd seen, or what was bugging her. Hopefully I could draw her out."Are you bringing in another replacement," Jane asked in tones of ice. Uh-oh. That meant she was angry."No," I said, serious again. "I'm thanking a friend for standing up for me. Yesterday Sajel took a punch for me. That means a lot."Jane stared at us for a moment longer, her mouth working soundlessly, and then turned and left.Sajel cut eyes at me. "Uh-oh.". Contrary to our plan, we started late in the morning. It was surprising that all of us got up late in the morning. I was so excited about the forth-coming events that I could not sleep properly and had been tossing in my bed most of the night. I think every one of us, except mom, was experiencing the same thing but she also rose late. Finally, we could start only about ten in the morning.It took us about half an hour to get to Bob's inn. Mom parked her car there and we collected our luggage..