The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane - Part 14
By Barbara Lynn Terry

Chapter 1 – The class discusses their projects.

The next morning, Jay and Jimmy’s mothers woke the boys up. Jimmy got his school clothes and went to take his bath. After Jimmy was finished, Jay took his bath. When they were done getting their clothes on, they both went down to breakfast.

Emmett has to deal with his girlfriend's evil cat, Luna, while Brittney is on a conference trip for a week. While having a hard time with the cat, Emmett finds himself mistaken for a woman in public. Eventually realizing the cat is behind it, Emmett struggles to keep his sanity and his gender intact.

Synopsis:  Ashley Roberts had decided to embrace her female side and started on her journey into womanhood thanks to the support of her family. She is now finely starting to come out of her shell and making friends, but the one thing that matters most to her is the relationship she has with Adam and how will he react when her secret is finely revealed.

“Move it, skank!” Justine moved her hips to the side and shoved Marcy with them. Marcy stumbled and dropped her books and papers she was carrying. She kneeled to pick them up.

“God, she’s such a nerd,” said Linda. “She’s about to cry just because she dropped her nerd shit everywhere!” Tears welled up in the corners of Marcy’s brown eyes and her lips trembled.

Chapter 2 Tia's POV

We were both going to be checked over. This included MRI scans, particularly of our reproductive organs. This was partially because of where Vee was sore, but also there was a strong suspicion that Dr Sinclair was involved. We all remembered that he had wanted to operate on Vee's ovaries. They had been trying to keep him under surveillance by monitoring his phone and ipad, but when we went missing so did he, unfortunately leaving his electronic equipment behind.

Chapter 1 General Pearson's POV

I watched the recorded press conference and subsequent kidnapping footage from the beginning. This was looking like a clusterfuck and I wanted nothing to do with it. Rule number one, if you are going to make someone disappear, no one must know about it.

Alternate version of chapter 38 of “The Many Faces of Har—er, Adira Potter”: “I Solemnly Swear I Am Up To No Good”

The old lady made it extremely clear the following morning that I would be traveling with her to Front Royal to have Thanksgiving dinner with her extended family. It would be the first time in a very long time that her entire family would be together for something, and the old lady thought it would be a good experience for me.

After my body slamming experience, I was transported to a hospital. It was obvious that the police officers didn’t notice the bruises and scarring on my arms and neck moments after I walked onto the farm due to their reaction when they went to cuff me. They raised my hands to cuff them, my sleeves fell down a bit and the rest was history. Instead of a trip directly to the local jail in a cop car, I got to make a pit-stop at the hospital in an ambulance. The bad part about this was that it gave Frank a seemingly endless supply of ideas about who I could be. And it wasn’t good.

When Betty arrives home she finds Karen sound asleep on the sofa. She couldn’t believe how she looked. When she left for work this morning. Karen had looked like what Lady Vile had done to her, but now she looked like herself again. She didn’t know of any magic that could physically change someone back to their original form once they had been magically changed, unless they were a shape shifter like Sasha.

When I woke up in the field, all I knew of myself was that I was a girl and my hair had a pinkish tint to it. That was it. I awoke from what seemed a veil of nothingness, and when I was fully aware, I realized I had no idea who I was. I didn’t know my name, my age, or who my family was, if I even had family. Nothing. My mind was blank, well, mostly blank. I still seemed to remember things that one would learn in school. I thought of George Washington and how he was the first president, commander-in-chief of the Continental Army, basically everything about the guy.

SRU: The Perfect Scalpel

“Fuck! I can't believe it happened again”, Mike said, his eyes beginning to tear up. This was the 5th patient Mike had lost in 8 months. The autopsy had shown no malpractice, no items left in the body but almost all of the time there was always something nagging in the periphery. Most of his colleagues thought he was a great doctor and the problems that showed up in the autopsies were the kind of problems that only the most keen-eyed of doctors would pick up.

Liz sighed. She hadn’t seen her grandpa in years, and he really wasn’t in the best of health. She realized she should probably go see him, but she also just really didn’t feel like it. But she finally got around to it. At least one last time before he died. Honestly, she was incredibly selfish and really should have done this before now.

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Chapter 19
By Flummox