Celestial Awakenings

by Julie O

edited by Amelia R.

  

Chapter 35

Brenda's parents drove up from Pennsylvania the next morning. They had been waiting for this day since they had been told that their child was alive. Kevin and Marcy Horton owned a very successful restaurant in Doylestown, Pennsylvania. It had started as a simple diner, and now it was one of the most popular dining spots in Bucks County. Their success had been dampened by the disappearance of their son. At first they had thought it was a kidnapping, but their concern turned to panic when no ransom demand was requested.

They dismissed the idea that Randy had just run away. They had a very open and loving relationship with him. Every one of Randy's friends was also in total agreement that he wouldn't have just run away. They never gave up on the idea that he would return one day.

Kevin and Marcy had been both ecstatic and stunned when the federal agent appeared at their door and told them Randy had been found. It didn't matter to them when the agent told them of Randy's physical and mental transformation. Marcy stated that Randy was still their child, regardless if he was a boy or a girl.

Brenda paced the house the entire morning, holding and petting Violet. Any time there was a sound from outside, she ran to the window to check.

"Calm down," smiled Celeste.

"I wish I could. I've never been so nervous in all my life," remarked Brenda. "How do I look?"

Brenda was wearing a short green skirt and white short sleeve blouse. Her makeup was light, and her light blonde hair was pulled back. To the casual observer she appeared to be a lovely teenage girl. She had asked Celeste several times about her appearance.

"Brenda, you still look gorgeous!" stated Celeste truthfully. "However, I don't think your parents are going to care one way or the other. They just want to see you."

Brenda was about to answer when her attention was drawn to a silver Volvo sedan pulling up in front of the house.

"My god! They have the same car!" exclaimed Brenda, as she stared outside. She froze and stared out at the car. Violet took this opportunity to escape and she leapt to the ground.

Brenda's parents stepped out of the car and before they could walk towards the house, Brenda ran out to greet them. Celeste watched as they hugged. Brenda was crying and hugging her parents.

Celeste looked down at Violet. "Looks like a happy ending for your mommy!"

Violet just sat there and licked her paw.

A few minutes Brenda led her parents into the house.

"Mom, Dad, this is Celeste Farnsworth, the woman whose home I've been staying in. She is also one of my best friends," stated Brenda proudly.

"We cannot express our true feelings with words, Celeste. We're so grateful for everything you've done for our daughter," stated Marcy Horton. She looked like a fiftyish version of Brenda.

"I agree with my wife. We owe you so much," added Kevin. He was a stocky, slightly overweight man. His brown beard was starting to turn gray.

"It was my pleasure. However, I think you owe much of the thanks to Brenda's therapists, Dr. Nancy Chen and Dr. Gwen Snyder," stated Celeste. She instantly liked Brenda's parents.

"I plan on thanking them too. But Brenda told us how you've helped her too," interjected Marcy.

"Well, let's go out back to the deck for lunch. I imagine you're both hungry," stated Celeste.

As they walked out to the back deck, Violet followed. "Mom, Dad, I forgot to introduce you to Violet!" exclaimed Brenda as she scooped up the little black kitten and passed her to her mom.

"She's adorable!" stated Marcy as she cuddled Violet.

"Violet's a real heroine, as she had a big role in my recovery!" stated Brenda. She then began to tell them the story of how she snapped out of being a maid.

They reached the deck and were joined by Gwen and Nancy. After introductions, they all sat down to lunch.

"I thought Tina was going to join us?" asked Brenda, looking around.

"She will later. She went out for a ride," stated Nancy. "Don't worry, she's not alone. Michael had strict orders to keep her in his sight."

"Tina is another one of the girls here recovering," explained Brenda to her parents.

"How many others are here?" asked Marcy.

"One other," answered Nancy. "Her name is Do, unfortunately she still has a lot of issues to deal with."

"Celeste was also a victim of the Simons," added Brenda.

Marcy and Kevin both turned and looked at Celeste.

"Yes, I was also abducted by them," confessed Celeste.

"I never would have guessed," stated Marcy.

Celeste smiled. "I'll take that as a compliment."

Lunch was very pleasant and Celeste watched as Brenda seemed to glow with happiness due to the reunion with her family.

"Brenda, you're welcome to move back with us anytime you want," stated Marcy.

"Thanks, but I want to stay here for now. I still have some issues to resolve. I'm also afraid that my moving back with you would cause some problems for you. How would you explain me?" asked Brenda.

"I don't care what others might say," stated Kevin firmly. "You did nothing to be ashamed of. You're our child and that's that!"

Brenda's eyes began to well up with tears. She struggled to speak. "Thank you."

She got up and hugged her dad again, followed by a long hug with her mom.

"When you're ready, your room will be waiting for you. Although I think we may have to decorate it differently," smiled Marcy, "you just let us know what you'd like."

Nancy, Gwen, and Celeste excused themselves to allow Brenda some privacy with her parents.

"I'll see you two later. I need to work on my report," stated Gwen as she walked towards her room.

Nancy and Celeste went into Celeste's office and sat down.

"How're you doing?" asked Nancy.

Celeste pointed her finger to her chest. "Me? I'm doing okay. Why do you ask?"

Nancy gave Celeste a serious look. "You know what I mean."

"Okay. I'm a bit envious of Brenda. But it's obvious that her family always loved her. I can't say that. Even if I hadn't been abducted, I would never have had what they have."

Celeste stared out the window, but in reality she wasn't looking at anything.

Nancy put her arm around Celeste's shoulder and gave her a hug.

Celeste hugged Nancy hard and then let go.

"Thank you."

"Everyone can use a hug every now and then," smiled Nancy.

 

Chapter 36

Kevin prepared that night's dinner. He was he the head chef of the restaurant and Marcy ran the business side. Ina willingly let him use the kitchen in exchange for a few of his recipes. He prepared his version of chicken Parmesan and everyone agreed that it was delicious. Even Tina seemed to be enjoying herself.

"I want you to know that you are always welcome in my home," stated Celeste.

"Thank you," stated Marcy. She was sitting on one side of Brenda. Kevin was sitting on her other.

When dinner was over, Tina asked to be excused and she retired to her room, followed closely by Gwen.

"She's a lovely young lady, although a bit quiet," remarked Marcy.

"Yes, she is," stated Nancy.

"Celeste, Brenda told us about your plans to create a foundation. I think that's a wonderful idea," stated Kevin. "I think you'll love going to Penn."

"There'll always be a seat at our table for you at our restaurant. Doylestown isn't that far from Philly," added Marcy.

Celeste smiled. "Thank you, that's very kind. I'm looking forward to going to college."

"I want to go too, as soon as I figure out what I want to do," remarked Brenda.

Nancy smiled at this sudden confession. Brenda was definitely out of danger. It was amazing how quickly the teens bounced back, once they broke free of the programming, she thought. Of course, Brenda, like the rest, would need a lot of therapy, but at least she would have a real life.

 

Chapter 37

Brenda's parents spent a few more days with her before heading back to Pennsylvania.

"So, how're you feeling?" asked Celeste, as they watched the silver Volvo pull out of the driveway.

"Better. You were right. They didn't care that I am no longer Randy. They love me, whoever I am!" beamed Brenda.

"You're very lucky. By the way, did they ever mention your French accent?" asked Celeste.

Brenda turned and smiled. "Mom thought it was cute! Dad joked about changing the restaurant over to French cuisine to match me!"

They laughed.

"I need to go into the city this morning. Would you like to join me?" asked Celeste.

"New York City? Absolutely!" exclaimed Brenda.

"Cool. I have to take care of some business first, then we could do lunch and a little shopping," explained Celeste.

"You don't mind me hanging around?" asked Brenda.

"No, if I did I wouldn't have invited you," smiled Celeste, who then stuck her tongue out at Brenda. "We can have Nancy or Gwen baby-sit Violet."

Brenda laughed again. Celeste noted that Brenda had an infectious laugh and it was wonderful to hear it.

Brenda stayed with Celeste while she visited her lawyer. The reason for the trip was that Celeste wanted to discuss the forming of the foundation. Her lawyer had prepared a report for her to review. Celeste noticed how intently Brenda watched her lawyer and her lawyer's administrative assistant.

During lunch Brenda turned to Celeste. "What sort of education and training do you need to be an executive assistant?"

"Depends on who you are assisting, I imagine. If I were hiring one I'd want someone computer literate with a college degree. I'd want the person to have excellent communication skills and have an even, relaxed temperament. I'd also want them to be very interested in my foundation," stated Celeste.

Brenda nodded.

"Why do you ask?" asked Celeste, suspecting the answer.

"I want a job where I can help others, but let's face it, I'm not exactly into leadership. To be honest, I really didn't mind being a maid. However, I know I can do much more than that. Am I rambling?" smiled Brenda.

"You're borderline rambling, but I understand what you're telling me. Do you think you'd like an administrative position in my foundation?" asked Celeste.

Brenda nodded vigorously. "I'd like that. I want to be in your foundation because I want to help others like I'm being helped. I was given a second chance and I want to do something worthwhile with it."

Celeste nodded. "I'd want you to have a college education. I can arrange for tutors to help you finish up high school, and then we can get you into college."

"When do I start?" asked Brenda eagerly.

"Next week," answered Celeste.

Brenda smiled at Celeste. "I'm surprised that you could have tutors so quickly!"

Celeste smiled back. "I've had them on call. I contacted them the same day you quit as my maid."

"I won't let you down," stated Brenda seriously.

"Don't worry about letting me down. Work on making yourself happy."

"I will," replied Brenda. "It feels good to have a goal in life again."

"I know how you feel," concurred Celeste.

"Celeste, do you think I could also get the operation?" asked Brenda.

"You mean SRS? Sure, I don't see why not. The cost would be picked up by the Simon Fund."

"I just want to have that option. I don't like to be in between. Do you know what I mean?" asked Brenda.

Celeste never said a word. Instead she just looked at Brenda intently.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess that was a stupid question!" laughed Brenda.

Celeste joined in. She now knew she had another friend. She then looked at her watch. "What do you say to a little shopping before we head back to the house?"

"I'd like that," answered Brenda. "By the way, I just want to thank you again for everything you're done for me."

"No need. That's what friends are for."

 

Chapter 38

The next few days passed without incident. Brenda spent a lot of time online researching colleges. She was also looking at career sites to find out what classes and skills she should learn.

Nancy found it interesting that Brenda was suddenly so proactive about her future career, but was still submissive in her personal life. Nancy didn't see a big problem in this, as she knew many successful and happy people with the same traits.

Nancy was finishing up her report to Jenna. She wished that she could tell Jenna that Tina had made a breakthrough. Tina seemed to be just existing and not living life. Yes, she participated in the group meals, but she rarely talked. She often took long walks along the shore, lost in thoughts. Gwen had been unsuccessful in trying to get Tina to open up.

Nancy rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock; it was almost midnight. Maybe a cup of tea would help, she thought. She walked to the kitchen and put the kettle on the stove. Next she selected a strong English blend and put the bag in her mug. Suddenly she felt as if she was being watched, she looked around and saw the glowing eyes of Violet in the hallway.

"You're up late," stated Nancy as she crouched down. Violet immediately ran over to her and was rewarded with some petting.

Violet began to purr like a little motorboat.

The water began to boil and the whistle on the kettle began to sing. Nancy scooped up Violet and turned off the stove and poured the water for her tea. In the silence of the night, both Nancy and Violet heard a noise; they both turned their heads in the direction of what sounded like a piano.

Nancy grabbed her tea and, still carrying Violet, followed the beautiful sound towards the source. Halfway to the conservatory she was joined by Celeste.

"I thought I was hearing things at first," remarked Celeste. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt that acted as a nightgown.

"You look cute," smiled Nancy.

Celeste shrugged her shoulders. "It's comfortable. So, do we continue to follow the music, or do we wait for Shaggy and Scooby to show up?

"Which one of us is Velma?" quipped Nancy.

"Hard to say, neither of us wears glasses," smiled Celeste.

They walked slowly towards the conservatory. They stopped outside the door and listened to the music. The door was slightly ajar and they could peek inside.

They saw Tina playing the piano, lost in her music. She was playing the same song over and over.

"What's that tune?" Celeste whispered to Nancy.

"I think it's called 'Music Box Dancer.' I remember playing it when I was learning to play," replied Nancy softly. She knew that the selection wasn't by chance; Tina had a reason for playing the tune.

They returned to watching Tina play. It was the most relaxed and natural they had ever seen her. The song shifted into something new, more bluesy and slow. Tina seemed to be humming along to the tune, although they couldn't quite hear the words.

"What do we do?" whispered Celeste.

"We let her be," replied Nancy softly.

They walked quietly away and retreated to the kitchen.

"I thought I heard the piano the other night," stated Celeste. "But I thought it was my imagination."

"This is a good development. We'll let Tina play and let her make the next move," remarked Nancy.

Celeste nodded and yawned. "I'm going back to bed. See you in the morning."

"Good night," replied Nancy. She noticed that Violet was fast asleep again, so she carried her to Brenda's room and placed Violet in her little bed. Nancy then stared at Brenda, who was sleeping soundly. I hope you're having wonderful dreams, thought Nancy.

She then returned to her report and added a new section on Tina. She could only hope that this was the start of Tina's wakening.

 

Chapter 39

Outwardly, Tina didn't seem that different. She was still quiet and kept to herself and continued to take long walks down by the shore. But every night she made her way silently into the conservatory and played. Nancy had told everyone to let her play and not to interrupt her.

"When do you think she'll open up?" asked Celeste as she walked out onto the deck. She was wearing a pair of white shorts and a light green sleeveless t-shirt.

Nancy and Gwen were lounging out on the deck in the morning sun. It was a beautiful day and a light breeze was coming in from the ocean.

They could see Tina in the distance, down by the water. "Give her time, she's venting her pain," answered Gwen. "I'm seeing some subtle changes in her."

"Like what?" asked Celeste.

"I gave her a photo album of her family back when she first arrived here. She finally has begun to look inside. I think Brenda's parents visiting struck a nerve," replied Gwen.

"Will her parents come here?" asked Celeste.

"Only her mom. Her parents are now separated and are getting a divorce. Apparently they had problems for years and Tina's abduction and return was just the last straw. I've been calling Shelley Lennox weekly, updating her on her daughter's progress," answered Gwen.

"So does she fully accept Tina as her daughter?" asked Celeste.

"Yes. On the other hand, her father wants nothing to do with Tina. I've tried to contact him several times, but he has never returned my calls. But from what I've seen, Tina was never close to him," replied Gwen.

"I can relate to that," said Celeste softly, almost to herself.

"Someday you should share your feelings about your family with Tina. I think it will help both of you," stated Nancy.

"We can wallow in our misery together," quipped Celeste.

"And you can use Violet as your mascot," interjected Nancy.

Celeste laughed. "By the way, where is Brenda?"

"She's with her tutors. Today's the first day for her classes," stated Nancy.

"I completely forgot!" exclaimed Celeste. "I'm so happy about Brenda's recovery."

"I've noticed how close you two have become," smiled Nancy.

"I like her a lot. I think it's good for her to have friends," stated Celeste.

"I agree. I also think that it's good for you too," replied Nancy.

Celeste laughed. She was pleased that Nancy was concerned about her. She then glanced over at Violet who was asleep in the sun. Leave it to the kitten to come up with a good idea. Celeste closed her eyes and let the warmth of the sun soak into her body.

"Do you have sunscreen on?" asked Nancy.

Without opening her eyes Celeste answered Nancy, "Yes, Mom!"

Nancy smiled back. She was pleased with Celeste's progress. While it was nice that Celeste was so cultured, it was also good to see that she was acting more and more like a young woman instead of a prim and proper widow. Having friends like Brenda, Ally, and Beth had a very positive influence on Celeste. Hopefully, Tina would one day be added to Celeste's circle of close friends.

Both Gwen and Nancy were amazed with the progress of Celeste and Brenda. After all they had been through, they were both pretty normal. Tina was making slower progress, but she had more to overcome. Sarah was not optimistic about Dot. She was showing no progress.

Ally had e-mailed Nancy the previous night, with some startling news. Jack Rockford had been killed. His lawyers had been successful in getting him transferred to a less strict prison. Unfortunately for Jack, the word got out to the general population on his twisted tastes in sexual pleasure. He was stabbed while he was working in the prison laundry. The man who killed Jack, was a convicted two-time murderer. He claimed he did it because Jack "lowered the standards" of the prison population.

While Nancy wasn't exactly pleased with this sort of vigilante justice, she wasn't shedding any tears for Jack Rockford either. She debated when would be the right time to tell Tina. While Tina had progressed a long way, there was the possibility that she still had feelings for Jack. Nancy had seen kidnap victims plead for leniency for their captors during the trial.

Nancy glanced at her watch and shook Celeste awake. "Time for lunch."

"Do you want me to go get Tina?" asked Celeste.

"Not necessary. She's coming across the dunes right now," answered Gwen.

Tina walked up to the deck and smiled. "It's a beautiful day today, isn't it?"

Nancy was surprised. Tina never initiated conversation. Another step forward, thought Nancy.

"Yes, it is. Did you have a nice walk?" asked Gwen.

"I did. I love listening to the natural rhythm of the ocean," remarked Tina, as she bounced up the steps of the deck.

Nancy noticed that Tina's demeanor seemed less serious. She was less sullen and depressed. Nancy was also pleased with Tina's outfit. She was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and a blue top. Her hair was now a reddish-blonde and was pulled back into a ponytail. Even though she was dressed down, Tina was still an exquisite looking beauty, thought Nancy.

"Shall we head inside and see what sort of delicacy Ina has produced for us today?" interrupted Celeste.

"Sounds like a great idea! I'm famished," remarked Tina.

Celeste nodded and scooped up the sleeping Violet. "We can't leave you outside. Your mommy will be worried!"

"May I hold her?" asked Tina.

"Sure," smiled Celeste as she handed the kitten to Tina. It was the first time that Tina had shown any interest in Violet.

Tina held the kitten in her hands and petted it softly. Violet seemed pleased that she had another attendant and purred her approval.

"She really is friendly," remarked Tina as they all walked inside.

"Did you have any pets?" asked Celeste.

"Yes. We have a dog, a weinerdog. His name is Oscar," answered Tina with a slight smile.

"As in 'Oscar Mayer'?" asked Celeste.

Tina smiled and nodded. "He's really a great dog. I just realized how much I missed him," stated Tina. "What about you, Celeste? Did you have any pets?"

Celeste shook her head no. "I always wanted a pet but 'Mother' didn't want any animals in the house. They 'upset' the order of things."

Tina shook her head in disbelief. "Well, you can do anything you want now."

"You're right, but I think we'll stick to Violet for now," smiled Celeste, as she watched the kitten in Tina's hands.

"You have such a nice big piece of property. It's a shame that you don't have a dog to romp around on it," added Tina, with a smile.

"I'll think about it. But if I do decide to get a dog, I want you to help me pick it out," remarked Celeste.

"I know this is a snooty area, but there must be a shelter nearby. If you going to add a dog to the family, it would be appropriate to add a stray," grinned Tina.

"I'll think about it," replied Celeste. She smiled at the fact that Tina referred to their group as a family.

 

Chapter 40

"I'm bringing in a doctor later this week to talk to Brenda," stated Nancy to Celeste.

They were sitting in Celeste's office. It was late in the evening. Celeste was reviewing some information on the foundation she was trying to set up, and Nancy had just finished talking to Gwen and Sarah.

"Really? Is she okay?" asked Celeste, looking up from the financial report she had been reading.

"Yes. She expressed interest in getting SRS and I want her to be aware of the complex nature of the surgery," answered Nancy.

"We've talked about the operation too. Has Tina expressed any opinion one way or the other?" asked Celeste.

"No. It may sound strange, but I think she actually likes the duality of her life," replied Nancy.

Celeste looked surprised. "Really?"

"The more I talk with her, the more I see that Tina is a nonconformist. I'm not sure that she really wants to be completely female. She accepts that her body will never be completely male again. However, she likes having a functional male organ," stated Nancy. "As long as she is happy, then what does it matter?"

"I understand the idea of being happy," added Celeste. "What about the other teens in therapy?"

"Wide range of reactions. The hardest ones to deal with are those who totally hate their bodies and the concept of being perceived as female. We can perform massive surgery on them, but there is still the problem of the hormones," answered Nancy.

"They still can't reverse the effects of them?" asked Celeste.

Nancy shook her head no. "Look at yourself. You were last injected with them almost three years ago and you still have female hormone levels in your system that would be considered high even for a natural born female."

"That's true."

"Jenna told me that the agency is putting a lot of effort into finding out how Margo developed her process," stated Nancy.

"Do they think that she developed it herself?" asked Celeste.

"No. They suspect she bought or stole it. Jenna was very secretive about it," continued Nancy.

Celeste sat there in silence for a long time. "I can really feel for those teens who feel they're trapped in a body that doesn't match how they feel. I felt that way my whole life."

Just then they heard the piano again. They sat back and listened to Tina's beautiful playing.

"She really can play," remarked Celeste.

"I agree," added Nancy.

"You know, she had to walk by my office on the way to the conservatory, and the music is also louder than normal. She has to know we can hear her," stated Celeste. "Maybe this is her way of asking for help."

Nancy smiled and nodded in agreement. "I really think that you would make a good therapist."

Nancy stood up and motioned for Celeste to follow. They followed the music and saw that the doors to the conservatory were wide open. The only light was from the full moon. It filled the conservatory with a gentle glow. They looked in and saw Tina playing the piano. She was wearing a silk nightgown and seemed totally lost in her music. Again the song was "Music Box Dancer," repeating over and over again.

Gwen joined Nancy and Celeste. "I followed her here," whispered Gwen.

"Do you think we should go in?" asked Celeste.

Nancy looked at Gwen, who nodded yes. The three of them walked in and sat down across from Tina.

Tina opened her eyes slightly, nodded at them, and continued to play. She then switched to a soft, bluesy tune. Celeste noticed a single tear running down Tina's left cheek.

When she reached the end of the tune, Tina closed the cover and turned and looked at her audience.

Nancy and Gwen sat there and smiled. Celeste was more open with her emotions and began to clap.

"Thank you," blushed Tina.

"That was lovely, Tina," replied Celeste.

Tina broke out in a soft smile. "I know it's late, but I really need to talk right now."

Celeste started to get up to leave.

"No, don't go. I want to talk to all of you," interrupted Tina, "especially you, Celeste."

Celeste sat down next to Nancy and Gwen. Nancy put her arm around Celeste. Tina continued to sit at the piano.

"I want to thank all of you for everything you've done for me. I know I've been a pain," commented Tina.

"You haven't been a pain," interrupted Gwen.

"Whatever. I just know that, thanks to all of you, I'm starting to feel better. I feel like I'm...I'm not sure how to describe exactly how I feel," continued Tina.

"Like you're waking up from a nightmare?" interrupted Celeste.

Tina looked at Celeste and nodded. "Exactly. I now know that this wasn't my fault. As hard as it is to admit, but I was a victim. I'm sorry; I hate to admit my shortcomings. I guess I blamed myself for my abduction."

"I think we've all felt that way. We were targeted because we met the criteria of some twisted people," stated Celeste. "But I know that I blamed myself initially too."

"I've felt like I was a puppet the last few years. After a while you no longer care. When the ability to feel emotion returned, I immediately felt anger and directed it at myself, instead of those responsible," stated Tina. Her bitterness towards the Simons and Jack Rockford was evident in her voice.

"It's part of the healing process," interjected Gwen.

"I know that now. I was so angry at myself that I wouldn't let myself enjoy anything, including music," stated Tina, as she began to play again.

"I assume the tune you've been playing the last few nights wasn't selected by chance," smiled Nancy.

Tina began to play "Music Box Dancer" again. "It's as if I was turned into one of those ballerinas that turn endlessly on the top of a music box. My movements were controlled by whoever owned the box, first by Margo, then Jack, then the club owners."

Her playing shifted and the song became harsh and heavy. Instead of light and pretty, the song was now angry. She then ended the song with a crash. She sat there for a moment. Tears were running down her cheeks.

"I will never play that song again," Tina stated firmly. Then she went back into the bluesy tune that she had been playing earlier.

Tina played without saying a word for several minutes. It was obvious to her audience that the song had great emotional importance to her.

"I made up this tune in my mind during the early days of my captivity. It was my only escape before I surrendered. It started coming back to me in the last few weeks. I forgot how important it was to me," explained Tina as she continued to play. "I have lyrics, but they are too personal to share, even with good friends like you."

Celeste, Nancy, and Gwen sat in the moonlight listening to Tina's beautiful tune.

Tina finally stopped and gently closed the cover over the keys. "Thank you."

Celeste quickly got up and ran over to Tina and hugged her. The hug turned into group hug as Gwen and Nancy joined in.

They separated after a few minutes. Everyone was wiping their eyes and smiling at the same time. No words were needed.

Gwen broke the silence. "I'd love to play with you sometime, Tina. I'm not in your league, but I play a pretty mean saxophone."

"That might be fun," replied Tina.

 

Chapter 41

The following morning Celeste took a long walk with Tina along the shore.

"So, did you have the operation?" asked Tina.

"Yes. I had SRS last year. I always wanted to be a woman, so it was an easy decision," replied Celeste.

"I don't mind being perceived as a woman, but I have no intention of having my penis cut off."

"They don't cut it off, they invert it," laughed Celeste.

Tina smiled. "I know, still it's not for me."

Celeste stopped and picked up a shell. "So you plan on staying in between?"

"You make that sound like something bad?"

"I just thought people wanted to be whole."

Tina sighed. "It's not that important to me. I've had enough sex to last several lifetimes. When I meet someone who loves me, and I mean really loves me, then I might change. But if they love me, what difference should it make what's between my legs?"

"The trouble is that it is important to most people. I hope you find someone who really loves you and doesn't care," replied Celeste. "I hope to meet someone else someday. I know that I'll have to tell them my past. I only hope they'll understand."

"I'm not naïve. I know that, to many people, we're considered abnormal. But I hope that my friends will understand. Nancy told me that my mom wants to see me. That's a good place to start."

"Really? That's cool."

"I know that it must be hard for you. Nancy and Gwen told me that your parents rejected you," stated Tina.

They reached the end of Celeste's property. There was a rock outcrop and they sat down on the rocks. Actually, it was a rock jetty that Sherman had installed when he first bought the property. It had become Celeste's favorite place to go when she wanted to think or talk things out.

"My family never really was close. I wish it could have been different," answered Celeste.

"I can understand your feelings a little. My father never cared for me, playing music wasn't macho enough for him," Tina said in a bitter tone.

"So what're you going to do with your life?" asked Celeste.

Tina looked out to the ocean and seemed to be momentarily lost in thought. "I want to play music. It may seem strange, but the last three years have given me a wealth of emotions and ideas that I want to turn into music. Does that make any sense to you?"

"It does. I wish that I had your creativity," replied Celeste.

"Yes, and I wish I had your drive. Gwen told me about the foundation that you're setting up. I think that is really cool."

"Thanks," asked Celeste. "By the way, I heard you and Gwen playing last night. You two are really good!"

"Thank you. I guess I'm lucky to have a therapist is also a friend and a great saxophone player!

Celeste laughed. "So when is your mom coming here?"

"This weekend. She's driving down from Boston. To be honest, I can't wait, even though I'm afraid that she might turn around when she sees me."

"Nonsense. Brenda felt the same way and everything went great with her visit."

Tina nodded. "Can I ask you a favor?"

"Sure. What is it?"

Tina sighed. "I know this sounds silly, but I want to be friends with Brenda, but I don't know where to start. I know she's no longer Bébé...."

"It's okay, I understand. Brenda is really nice and I'm sure she's just as anxious to get to know you. We've all been through something that most people would have no concept of how bad it was. I think we need to stick together."

"I was thinking the same thing. What about the girl over in the guesthouse?" asked Tina.

"She's still wants to be with Margo," answered Celeste.

"Too bad. I'd love to have five minutes alone with that bitch. Do you think your friends could arrange that?" asked Tina with a wicked smile on her face.

"No. I wouldn't want to see you arrested for assault," replied Celeste. "Besides, it wouldn't be fair, unless we gave everyone five minutes with her."

"I don't mind if I'm not first," laughed Tina. "I just want to give her back some of the pain she caused me."

"I know. Nancy told me that Margo refers to all of her victims as her 'creations.' Maybe the best we can do to hurt her is by showing that we can be decent, useful, and successful despite what she's done to us."

"How're the other girls doing?" asked Tina

"They're getting treatment. From what Nancy has told me they're all over the place getting help," replied Celeste.

"I'd like to meet them someday," remarked Tina.

"Me too," said Celeste.

"Maybe you should create an alumni group for us as part of your foundation."

"That's not such a bad idea."

"I get them occasionally," smiled Tina. "I think it would be nice to be able to talk with some of the others who were victimized by the Simons."

"That's true. I know that there're times that I need to talk with someone else who went through the captivity and torture," replied Celeste.

"Bad dreams?" asked Tina.

Celeste nodded. "Not as often, but I still get them."

"I know, so do I."

Celeste sighed.

"I guess we'll be dealing with this the rest of our lives," stated Tina. "So, besides the girls here, have you met any of the others?"

"Just one. Her name is Beth, and she's the reason the Simons were captured."

"Really? I'd love to meet her," replied Tina.

"She came here with the agent you met with last month," stated Celeste.

"I remember the agent. She was cool. I really liked her, even though I didn't show it. I wasn't exactly friendly back then."

"Her name is Ally, and she helped me too," stated Celeste, who went on to tell Tina how Ally was the one who made the first contact with her following the arrest of the Simons.

"She's transgendered?" asked an astonished Tina.

Celeste laughed. "I know. I was stunned to hear it too."

"So is this Beth also like us?"

"No, she's a real girl," answered Celeste. "I consider Ally and Beth to be my sisters."

"See, you do have a family."

"There's always room for another," smiled Celeste. Her eyes were starting to get teary.

Tina looked away, as if she was hiding something. Her behavior didn't fool Celeste, who sat down closer to her and put her arm around Tina's shoulders. "It's okay to cry about good things."

Their tender moment was broken up by a wet nose and several doggie kisses. Tina and Celeste turned around to see that they were being "assaulted" by an overly friendly Labrador- Chesapeake mix. The dog's coat was reddish brown and was also damp from romping in the ocean.

"Spirit! Come here!" called an older woman, who came walking up slowly. "I'm sorry. Spirit come here immediately!"

The woman was short but trim, and dressed in a sweat suit. She looked like she was in her seventies.

"It's okay," stated Celeste who was petting Spirit. "I love dogs."

"She's got a mind of her own, but she means well," smiled the woman. "I'm Margaret Torrey. I live up the shore."

"I'm Celeste Farnsworth and this is my friend Tina Lennox," introduced Celeste.

"Pleased to meet you. I must apologize for Spirit. She's a handful. She was my granddaughter Anne's dog," replied Margaret sadly.

Spirit ran over to Margaret and grabbed the Frisbee from her hand. Spirit immediately ran back to Tina and Celeste and placed the Frisbee down in front of them.

"She trusts you. That's her favorite toy. Anne gave it to her. She wants you to throw it. Please, my arm is tired and I can't throw it as far as she likes," smiled Margaret, as she sat down on the rock.

Tina picked up the Frisbee and gave it a long throw. Spirit was off in a flash and caught the disc before it touched the sand. She brought it back and placed it in front of Celeste this time.

"Spirit likes to share," smiled Margaret.

Celeste picked up the Frisbee and gave it a toss. As before, Spirit caught it before it hit the ground.

After twenty minutes of tossing the Frisbee, Spirit returned the disc to Margaret and lay down by Celeste and Tina.

"Anne was killed in an accident a few weeks ago. A drunk driver ran a red light and broadsided her car. She was killed instantly. I took in Spirit, but she needs a better home," stated Margaret.

"What're you going to do with her?" asked Celeste as she petted Spirit.

"I'm afraid that I'll have to put her in a shelter. She's a lovely dog, but I'm not a young woman anymore," explained Margaret.

Tina looked at Celeste and smiled.

"I think I may have a solution to your problem. I'd love to take her in," smiled Celeste. "We've been talking about getting a dog."

"Really? That would be wonderful," smiled Margaret. "She's fully housebroken and has a lovely disposition. I wish I could keep her."

"One thing. Does she get along with cats?" asked Celeste.

"She was raised with two cats. Anne loved animals," replied Margaret. She explained that the cats were now with a cousin. "How soon could you take Spirit?'

"This afternoon. Why don't you bring her by with her stuff? That's my home over there," stated Celeste as she pointed to the mansion.

"I will. I feel really badly about giving her up, but I think she'd be happier with you," stated Margaret.

"Besides, we're neighbors and you can always come over to visit her," smiled Celeste.

"Thank you," replied Margaret.

Tina and Celeste watched as Margaret and Spirit walked away.

"See, getting a dog wasn't that hard!" laughed Tina.

"Come on, let's go let everyone else know about our newest addition."

"Spirit will be a good addition to our family," remarked Tina.

Celeste nodded in agreement. "I guess the Spirit moved us."

 

Chapter 42

Margaret and Spirit arrived around three. Spirit was cleaned up and was looking very beautiful. Everyone was gathered in the den and within five minutes it seemed like Spirit had always been in the house. Brenda held Violet and allowed her to meet Spirit face to face. They sniffed each other and seemed to be instant friends.

"I told you that she liked cats," smiled Margaret.

Brenda and Tina brought in Spirit's things. "So where do we put her bed?" asked Tina.

"What she means is, who gets to have her in their room?" quipped Brenda.

"I kept her bed in my den and she seemed content with that. However, there were nights when she chose to sleep in my room. I must tell you something about Spirit. I swear she can read minds. Whenever I was sad or depressed, she seemed to know. Whenever I had a bad night, she would always be there to comfort me," smiled Margaret as she scratched Spirit behind the ear.

"That's not all that uncommon. Dogs are very sensitive and attuned to human emotions," stated Nancy. She knew that Spirit would get a workout here, but that it would be good for everyone in the home.

"We can put her bed in my office and let her decide where she wants to sleep. We can go to the pet store and get dog pads for each room," stated Celeste. "Does everyone find that fair?"

Brenda and Tina nodded in agreement.

"I know that you were just widowed, dear. How're you holding up?" asked Margaret.

"I'm doing okay. I miss Sherman a lot. My sisters are here to help me," smiled Celeste, looking at Tina and Brenda.

"That's nice," smiled Margaret. "I remember how hard it was when I lost my first husband. Like you, I was much younger than my first husband. I still think of him sometimes."

"You sure you want give up Spirit?" asked Celeste.

"Yes. It's not fair to either of us. I'm too old to have a dog like her and she needs constant companionship," replied Margaret.

"She'll get that here," stated Brenda, who was rubbing Spirit's belly.

"I guess our meeting this morning was meant to be. I can see that Spirit will be very well taken care of here," remarked Margaret. "Here's her health record. I've been taking her to Dr. Morgan over in Tuckahoe. He's very good and Spirit trusts him."

"We'll take her there. Besides, we also need a vet for Violet," stated Celeste.

Margaret agreed to stay for dinner. She suspected that the girls weren't really sisters, but didn't say anything. They all seemed to be holding in some pain, as if they were recovering from something terrible. Margaret could sense things like that. However they all seemed to be nice and Spirit liked them and that was good enough for her. Sherman had been such a nice man, and she was glad that he had married a woman who really loved him.

As Margaret got up to leave, Spirit seemed to know what was going on and she followed her out. "I won't be that far away from you. Now take care of these young ladies. I think they need you more than I do," stated Margaret to Spirit.

Spirit seemed to understand and gave her a lick on her hand.

That night Spirit went to sleep in her new home. After everyone went to bed, she got up and slowly patrolled the home. She stopped at each bedroom door and looked in. Everything looked fine and she returned to her bed. Five minutes later, she was joined by Violet, who curled up next to her. The two new friends fell fast asleep.

 

Chapter 43

The next morning Celeste was walking Spirit and cleaning up after her. The girls agreed to split the duties for taking care of Spirit. Celeste didn't mind, as she was just happy to have Spirit in the family. They walked along the shore and down to the rocks.

She thought about her life. It still bothered her that her parents wanted nothing to do with her, yet she was building up a nice replacement family. Now she even had a dog, or was it the other way around?

She reached down and began to pet Spirit. She discovered that Spirit really liked to have her chin rubbed. "I think you'll like it here. We may have a lot of problems, but we have a lot of love to share too. I'm sure that your new friend Violet told you that."

Spirit looked up at Celeste, as if she understood every word and then licked Celeste on the face.

"I wish I had had someone like you when I was younger," smiled Celeste. "Well, we better head back home, the others are probably getting jealous."

As they approached the house, Celeste saw Nancy and Gwen sitting out on the deck talking to Ina. Spirit sprinted ahead to greet them. Celeste smiled, as even Ina seemed to have fallen in love with Spirit.

"You two were up early," stated Nancy.

"Yes, and it seemed a shame to waste such a beautiful sunrise," answered Celeste. She sat down on a chair next to Nancy. There was a pitcher of orange juice and she poured herself a glass.

"I'll take Miss Spirit inside and give her some water," stated Ina.

Ina walked inside followed by Spirit.

"Is it just me or is that the smartest dog you've ever seen?" asked Gwen.

"She is pretty smart," answered Celeste.

"I never had a chance to ask you yesterday, but how do you feel about meeting your neighbor?" asked Nancy.

"It was nice. One of the reasons people live out here is for the isolation. Meeting your neighbors isn't considered a top priority," replied Celeste in a mock snooty tone.

"I noticed that you lied to Margaret," stated Gwen.

Celeste shrugged her shoulders. "I like Margaret, but until I get to know her better I don't want the word to get out about what's really going on here. While privacy is important to the people out here, so is image. They might not approve if they knew we were running a refuge for the abused teens here."

"You know that many of your neighbors might already know what's going on here," replied Nancy.

"Knowing is one thing. But to admit it is totally different. If I were to admit what we're doing here, they might get their collective noses out of joint. I don't think Margaret will be a problem, but I want to make sure."

"Do you think they knew about Sherman's dressing?" asked Nancy.

"Maybe. I imagine our marriage gave them lots of things to talk about. Personally I don't care, but I don't want any problems for the others," answered Celeste. "Privacy is even more important for Brenda, Tina, and Dot - at least until they get themselves sorted out. The last thing we'd want is to have a publicity-hungry neighbor report us to the tabloid press."

"That's certainly true. There's also something I've been meaning to ask you, Celeste. Have you had any problems from Sherman's family? As wealthy as he was, I can't imagine that there haven't been issues over the will," asked Nancy.

"There have been some attempted assaults on the estate, but my lawyer has done a wonderful job in defeating them. First off, Sherman was never close to his own family. He was an only child from a broken marriage. He really was a self-made man. Additionally, he put much of his wealth into my name, even before we were married," explained Celeste. "The relatives who have pressed for money are all distant relatives. However, some are the kids from Sherman's father's second and third marriages."

"Are they a problem?" asked Gwen.

"No. Sherman's father abandoned him when he was six. Sherman never saw him again," replied Celeste. "He knew that his father had other children, but he never met them."

"Would your unique status cause any problems?" asked Nancy.

Celeste shook her head no. "Sherman took great strides to ensure my financial security. He set up the will so that it was as strong as possible. There is a sealed section of the will that states my biological sex, and that Sherman was totally aware of it. He even submitted to a psychological exam, before the will was written, to establish that he was of sound mind. He was a very smart man," stated Celeste with pride.

"Obviously he was," replied Nancy with a smile.

"Sherman's lawyer was a personal friend. In fact, Sherman paid for his education. He became Sherman's personal lawyer ten years ago and is determined to preserve Sherman's final wishes," added Celeste. "His loyalty to Sherman has been passed on to me."

"I feel better knowing that," remarked Gwen.

Celeste told them about Sean Harvey, her lawyer. Sherman had first met him twenty years ago. Sean was a part-time security guard at Sherman's office. Because Sherman often worked late, he shared many late-night conversations with Sean. Sherman took an interest in Sean and helped him get through college and then law school. When Sean passed the bar exam, Sherman pulled some strings and got him a job at one of the more prestigious law firms in Manhattan. Sean accepted this break and ran with it, and in less than six years he had become one of the more sought after lawyers in the firm.

"I'm even more protected now, thanks to the agency. My identity is fully established now and totally legal. How's that for irony?" smiled Celeste.

Gwen and Nancy laughed.

"I'm impressed how supportive the agency has been throughout this whole thing," stated Celeste.

"What I've heard through the grapevine is that the Director took a special interest in this case. He does that sometimes and becomes fiercely protective. Just so you know, being friends with Beth and Ally doesn't hurt your status in his eyes. Jenna told me he is very fond of those two."

"I'm fond of both of them myself," smiled Celeste.

Ina interrupted them. "Excuse me, Celeste. There is a postman at the front door and he insists that you have to personally sign for a package."

Celeste stood up. "I wonder what it could be?"

Five minutes later she returned. She was holding a large envelope and was reading the return address.

"It's from some law firm back in the DC area," announced Celeste as she opened it up.

Celeste read the cover letter and was immediately enraged and devastated at the same time. With shaking hands she glanced at the documents.

"Celeste, are you all right?" asked a very concerned Nancy.

There was a long pause, as if Celeste was trying to find the words to express her thoughts. "I can't believe they would do something like this," cried Celeste. She handed the papers to Nancy and felt suddenly very weak.

Nancy shook her head in disbelief at what was in the documents. "I'm stunned. I had no idea that people could be so selfish."

"What do they say?" asked Gwen.

Before Nancy could say a word, Celeste spoke. "My parents have... disowned me. Additionally, they have filed a restraining order stating that I am to have no contact with them at all. None! I can't even call them or even send a Christmas card!" exclaimed Celeste. The reality of what her parents had done was sinking in. "I'm really dead to them."

Gwen shook her head in disbelief. "Why would they do something so heartless?"

"They claim that Celeste's attempts at contact have caused stress leading to mental anguish. Also, that her actions since her abduction have permanently severed any family ties," read Nancy, as she read the documents.

Celeste was in shock. She had always held out hope that one day her parents would accept her. But now she was no longer their child, at least in the eyes of the law. A sense of despair and depression began to overtake her. How could they be so cruel? she thought. She looked over at Nancy and Gwen and tried to speak, but instead she broke out in tears.

Nancy immediately put down the papers and got up to hug Celeste. She was joined by Gwen. Celeste was soon sobbing uncontrollably. Nancy held on tightly to Celeste and, at the same time she was comforting her friend, she was filled with anger towards Celeste's parents. This was a very mean spirited act. It was obviously meant to be vindictive and hurtful to Celeste.

As if she had sensed Celeste's despair, Spirit came trotting outside and squeezed into the group hug, and her presence was immediately appreciated by Celeste.

After releasing her anger and grief, Celeste began to regain her composure. She wiped the tears away from her eyes. She turned to Nancy and Gwen. "Thanks. I needed that."

"I wish I could say something to make you feel better," stated Nancy.

"Just being here helped more that you can imagine. And thank you too, Spirit!" continued Celeste. Spirit's head was resting in her lap and Celeste gently stroked it.

"You should contact your lawyer immediately. Maybe there is something he can do?" suggested Gwen.

Celeste shook her head no. "I know when I've lost. My wanting to be female is too great a crime to my parents. By doing this, they're passing all the blame to me. They're washing their hands of me."

"I know you may not want to hear this, but this might be for the best. It's obvious that the gap between you and your parents is too great, at least for them. Maybe someday they'll change their minds," stated Nancy to Celeste.

"I know. Still, I never thought they'd do something like this. What did I do to them?" pleaded Celeste, tears forming in her eyes again.

"You did nothing wrong. Please understand that, Celeste," comforted Nancy.

"Maybe. I think I want to go for a walk," stated Celeste. She got up and headed down to the ocean, followed by Spirit.

"Should we follow?" Gwen asked Nancy.

"No, she'll be okay. Besides Spirit, will watch over her," answered Nancy.

 

Chapter 44

Celeste sat down on a sand dune overlooking the ocean, as she didn't feel like walking all the way down to the rock. Spirit was lying next to her, with her head in Celeste's lap. Celeste thought about her parents and tried to remember happy moments. As she went through her life, she discovered that every year as she got older there were less and less happy times. She was so lost in her memories that she never heard Tina and Brenda approach.

"Is this a private dune, or would you like some company?" asked Brenda.

Celeste turned around and tried to smile.

They sat down on either side of Celeste. Spirit adjusted her position, but stayed close to Celeste, as if she sensed that Celeste needed her love the most.

"Obviously you forgot the rule that sisters are here to help each other," quipped Tina.

"So, they told you what happened?" stated Celeste.

"Yes. We're sorry," answered Tina.

"Even though we weren't that close, they're still my parents. I can't believe they hate me that much," sighed Celeste. "I wish I knew what to do."

"I don't know what to say, other than don't try to kill yourself,' smiled Tina.

"Or become an obedient mindless servant," added Brenda.

Celeste laughed in spite of herself.

"That's better. This sucks; there is no other way to spin it. Your parents are assholes, and there's nothing you can do about it. The way I see it, you need to get on with your life," stated Tina.

"Your bedside manner really stinks, Doctor," smiled Celeste.

Tina shrugged her shoulders. "I'm a musician. I'm supposed to express my true feelings."

"Besides you have us, and we actually love you," added Brenda.

Celeste felt her eyes watering up again. She tried to say thank you, but was overwhelmed by her emotions. A group hug immediately took place.

"I have an idea. Why don't we go shopping and then get a pizza?" suggested Tina.

"I agree with my learned colleague," concurred Brenda. "However, I further prescribe a dessert tonight with a heavy dose of chocolate. I'll speak to Ina about that."

Celeste wiped her eyes. "Okay."

They got up and began to walk back to the house. Celeste felt a little better, knowing that while her parents didn't want her, she still had a loving family.

"We'll meet downstairs in thirty minutes," stated Tina, obviously taking charge.

"Okay," replied Celeste. She then leaned down and gave Spirit a long hug. "Thanks. I promise we'll play Frisbee later."

Spirit gave her a big lick.

 

Chapter 45

Tina's idea hit the spot. Celeste had to admit that she felt better. She also found that she really enjoyed being with Tina and Brenda. They were so different in personality, but they both had good hearts, though Celeste.

After hitting a few stores, they retreated to a pizza place for lunch. To the casual observer, they were just three beautiful young women having lunch. However their conversation was far from ordinary.

"Please don't take this the wrong way, Celeste, but in some ways I was almost happy to see you show emotion and act depressed. You don't seem so 'perfect' now!" laughed Tina.

"I'm not that bad!" denied Celeste.

"Yes, you are! Remember, Mrs. Farnsworth, I was once your maid," added Brenda with a smile.

Tina nodded in concurrence. "It's not your fault. You were trained to be a proper lady, just as I was trained to be a slut and Brenda was trained to be a pretty little maid," stated Tina in a matter of fact way.

They laughed.

"So you were never pierced?" Brenda asked Celeste.

Celeste shook her head no. "Just my ears. 'Proper ladies' don't have pierced nipples."

There was more laughter.

"You're lucky. The nipples were the worst!" replied Tina.

"I agree," concurred Brenda. "Although the ones below the waist weren't exactly fun either."

"Do you still have the rings in?" asked Celeste.

Brenda shook her head. "Gwen took me into town last week to have them all removed."

"I had my nipple rings removed. I haven't decided about the others," confessed Tina.

"While we're trading secrets, I have a question for you Tina," asked Brenda. "Are those real?" She pointed at Tina's large breasts and giggled slightly.

"Yes. 100% real! I do wish they were a bit smaller," smiled Tina. "They do make playing the piano difficult at times."

"They gave me implants," replied Brenda, looking down at her chest. "I hate them!"

"You can have them removed," interjected Celeste.

"I'm afraid that would leave some big scars. I think the real reason I don't like my big boobs is all the stares I get from guys," confessed Brenda softly. "It makes me feel uneasy."

"I know what you mean. I've noticed we're attracting all kinds of stares from men. Experiencing this sort thing from the other side makes me wish I could apologize to all those girls I leered at, back when I was in high school," added Tina, with a smile.

"They can remove them with minimal scaring. Nancy told me that some of the other girls have had it done," informed Celeste. "I'm sure she'd be happy to arrange it for you, Brenda."

"I might get my reduced a little too. After all Margo Simon will be paying for it!" quipped Tina.

"I'd prefer we do a breast implant transplant. Have mine put in Margo," joked Brenda.

They all broke out in laughter.

"My turn! Were you still virgins when you were taken?" asked Celeste. "I was."

"I was a virgin too," answered Tina.

They both looked at Brenda, who hadn't said a thing. She just sat there with sly smile on her face.

Celeste and Tina looked at each other and then at Brenda.

"Well? We want details!" demanded Tina.

"I got oral from a neighbor. I was fifteen and it was a neighborhood pool party. She was nineteen and a bit drunk. She took me upstairs to her room and pulled down my trunks. It was all over very quickly," explained Brenda.

"That's it?" asked Tina.

Brenda shrugged her shoulders. "I'm sorry, I'm not very good at telling stories."

"So? How was it?" asked Tina with a grin on her face.

"It was great!" laughed Brenda.

Celeste and Tina joined her in laughter.

"I just realized that this is the first time we've all been out together! I wanted it to be very special for you and instead I turned into the one that needed the cheering up!" exclaimed Celeste.

"I think it worked out perfectly! You've done so much for us and now we have an opportunity to start to pay you back," answered Tina.

"I agree. Also you're not paying for lunch. This one's on us," added Brenda.

"Where did you get the money?" asked Celeste. "Is some of the silverware missing?"

They all laughed again.

"Nancy started us both on a monthly allowance. The money comes from the Simon Fund," explained Tina.

The afternoon was exactly what Celeste needed, a chance to laugh and smile and forget about her problems for a while.

 

Chapter 46

That evening Celeste called Beth. She wanted to tell Beth about Spirit, but mostly she just wanted to talk to her sister. They talked about going to college together and how much fun it would be. Then the topic of the other teens came up.

"I would like to meet the other girls sometime," remarked Beth.

"Tina and Brenda would like to meet you too," replied Celeste.

"Ally told me that you had three teens staying up there. How's the other teen doing?" asked Beth.

"Not good. Dot's still in full denial," replied Celeste.

"Did you say her name's Dot?" asked Beth.

"Yes. Why?" asked Celeste.

"She's the one who recruited me online," stated Beth.

"Oh my God! Are you sure?" asked Celeste.

"Yes. I remember the name."

"I wonder if Nancy knows that?" asked Celeste. "Beth, I'll call you later. I need to go talk to Nancy. Take care."

Celeste found Nancy in her office and told her about Dot and Beth.

"I'll let Sarah know. I wonder why that wasn't in Dot's file? I'm sure it was just an oversight. It might just be the thing that helps Sarah breakdown Dot's shell. Thank you for telling me this," replied Nancy.

"Thank Beth, she was the one who told me about Dot."

 

Chapter 47

Shelley Lennox arrived the next day for her first meeting with her "daughter," Tina. Celeste got a kick out of seeing the normally nonchalant Tina squeal with delight as her mom greeted her.

Shelley was very attractive woman in her late forties. She wore her brunette hair in a short sporty style that made her look younger. She had once been a promising concert musician, who had given up her career to raise Philip. Shelley was the person who had given Tina her love of music.

Like Brenda's parents, she didn't care that her son was now her daughter. The only thing that she said bothered her was that Tina was so much more beautiful than she was!

Over lunch Shelley met the rest of the "family."

"What instruments do you play?" asked Brenda.

"I play both the piano and violin," answered Shelley.

"Mom taught me how to play the piano," stated Tina with pride.

"I understand that you have a lovely baby grand here, Celeste," stated Shelley.

"Yes. My husband played. I'm so happy that Tina has been using it," replied Celeste.

"So am I," smiled Shelley.

"You're welcome to play it too," smiled Celeste.

"I just might, thank you. I must admit that this isn't anything like I thought it would be like. I guess I was picturing more of a medical facility than a home. I can now understand why Tina recovered so quickly," stated Shelley.

"We do consider this our home," stated Brenda.

Shelley looked over in the corner of the dining room and stared at Spirit and Violet napping together.

"I'm sorry, I was distracted by your pets," commented Shelley. "That's a kitten sleeping with that dog, isn't it?"

"That's Spirit the dog and Violet the kitten. They're also part of our family," explained Tina.

Shelley shook her head in disbelief. "Too bad people can't get along as well."

After lunch Tina and her mom went off to get better reacquainted. Brenda left to go study, followed by Violet.

Celeste took Spirit out for some Frisbee tossing. Nancy joined her.

"How're you doing?" asked Nancy.

Celeste gave the Frisbee a long toss. Spirit easily caught it and trotted back.

"I'm fine. I don't begrudge Tina her relationship with her mom. I still feel some anger and disappointment at what my parents did," replied Celeste. She gave the Frisbee another toss.

"Has your lawyer gotten back to you yet?" asked Nancy. Spirit brought the Frisbee back to her this time.

"He said that the paperwork is legal, but he doubts it would hold up in court. So, I don't have to worry about going to jail, should I send them a birthday card or something like that. He did say that he had seen a few similar documents by parents who were upset with their LGBT children," stated Celeste.

"Emotions aside, there are some real world issues that you need to resolve. You need access to the health history of your family. They cannot deny you that."

"That's true. I hadn't thought about that," replied Celeste. She was still holding the Frisbee and it took a playful bark by Spirit to remind her. She gave it a long toss and watched Spirit race off after it.

"You might consider filing a counter-suit to protect your assets. Do your parents realize how rich you are?" asked Nancy. It was her turn to toss the Frisbee and she gave it a long throw.

"They know where I am. I assume they know I have money. You don't think they'd try to take it from me?" asked Celeste.

"Celeste, they couldn't wait to raid your college fund and to cash in your insurance policy. I was talking to Ally and she said that they have to pay back the insurance, although they are fighting it. I wouldn't be surprised by anything they do," stated Nancy bluntly.

Celeste let out a big sigh. "I guess you're right. Even though they don't love me, I still see them as my parents. It's hard to see them as evil."

"Maybe evil is a bit extreme. But don't let your emotional ties blind your judgment."

"That I won't do. Sherman taught me too well," stated Celeste. "I need to go call my lawyer. I'll see you later."

Nancy was left alone with Spirit. Spirit watched as Celeste walked back to the house and then turned to Nancy.

"Don't worry, girl. She's okay," Nancy stated to Spirit. "Let's go see if Margaret is home. Would you like that?"

Spirit let out a big woof. Nancy shook her head in disbelief as they walked down the beach. She was about to ask Spirit if she understood everything she heard, but was afraid that Spirit would answer.

 

Chapter 48

Celeste talked to her lawyer for several hours. Sean told her that he was confident that he could overturn the restraining order. He stated that her parents had no legal right to her money and that if she wanted he would start proceedings to regain her college money.

Sean also told her that the foundation paperwork was progressing nicely.

"Celeste, I have identified several potential properties for your foundation," stated Sean. He strongly recommended that she stop using her home as a "rehab house." He said that he would e-mail her information on the properties.

Celeste felt much better after talking to him. She asked Sean to work on the restraining order and that she would think about the college fund, the money wasn't important, rather it was the principle. Sherman didn't teach her to be a doormat. It was at times like this that she really missed him.

Celeste scanned through Sean's email. She had a set of criteria for the property. It had to be large and secluded. However, she also wanted it close to a large town or city. She wanted it to be close for shopping, health, and employment needs. The buildings on the property needed to be adaptable for private rooms, for both the patients and the staff. Finally there had to be room for pets. Celeste had seen the positive effects that Violet and Spirit had on her and the others. Celeste decided that the property had to be near an animal shelter, that way both animal and human needs could be met.

Once the property was selected, then came the task of hiring the staff. Then there would be rooms to be furnished. Security would be an issue too. There were so many details!

"This is going to be a lot more complicated than I thought," exclaimed Celeste out loud. The only one who heard her was Violet, who had been stalking a ping-pong ball. She forgot about the ball and ran over to Celeste and jumped up into her lap. Celeste began to pet her. "What do you think? Do you think I've bitten off more than I can chew?"

Violet didn't reply, unless you consider a contented purr a response.

"I guess I'd better find some people who can run this sort of thing. The last thing I want to do is create more problems for the people I want to help," stated Celeste.

"I can help you with that," stated Nancy, who was standing in the doorway.

Celeste looked up and smiled. "How much longer were you going to let me struggle with this?"

"You've done a good job so far. You just lack the experience to make this dream a reality. I know some people that would love to help set up your foundation," replied Nancy.

Celeste nodded in agreement. "Just as long as they maintain my vision for this foundation."

"I don't think that will be a problem," replied Nancy.

 

Chapter 49

After dinner everyone went to the conservatory to listen to Shelley and Tina play the piano. For the first time Tina played with real joy and lightheartedness. The music swept through the room, filling everyone with a feeling of hope and beauty. Celeste was pleased to see that Tina's hard defensive shell was slowly melting away.

"Remind me later to ensure there's a music room in the foundation," whispered Celeste to Nancy.

The only thing that was bothering Celeste was the conflict with her parents. Her parents might not love her, but in spite of everything they did, she still loved them. It would be so much easier if she actually felt hate towards them. Seeing Tina with her mom only intensified her feeling of loss.

"By the way, I've made a decision regarding my future," announced Tina, as she continued to play the piano.

"Well?" asked Brenda, with a laugh. "Don't keep us in suspense!"

"I'm going to college back in Boston. I'm going to study music," stated Tina. "I'm also going to live with my mom."

Tina and Shelley looked at each other and smiled. They had each other again.

"That's wonderful!" exclaimed Celeste.

"I still need a few classes to finish up high school. I could start in the winter semester," continued Tina. "I also know that I have some issues to resolve in my life, but I don't see why they should stop me from having a life."

"Sounds like you've been planning this for a while," stated Gwen.

Tina looked over at Celeste and Brenda and smiled. "My sisters inspired me."

 

Chapter 50

The next day over lunch the topic of Jack Rockford came up.

"Do you think he'll be locked up the rest of his life?" Shelley asked Nancy.

Nancy took a deep breath. "I'm sure that he won't hurt anyone again. He was killed in prison last week."

No one spoke a word as the news sank in. They waited for Tina's reaction.

"Good!" exclaimed Tina.

Nancy was about to explain why she had held back the information but was interrupted by Tina.

"I appreciate your concern for me. But he means nothing to me now. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I'm so happy he's dead. I can only hope it was extremely painful and that he had time to lay there knowing he was dying," declared Tina firmly. "I can move on with my life now knowing that that rotten bastard is dead!"

"Don't hold in your true feelings, Tina," quipped Brenda.

Tina just smiled and looked as if another load had been removed from her shoulders.

 

Chapter 51

A few days later, Nancy was working on her patient files. Nancy was pleased with the progress of both Tina and Brenda. They had both made great strides over the past few weeks. Brenda was doing very well in her classes and was becoming a little more assertive. Tina was spending a lot of time with the piano. Tina's visit with her mom had done wonders for her. Initially Nancy was worried about Tina's reaction to Jack's death. However, Gwen reported that Tina was firm in her feelings about Jack Rockford and that whatever control he once had on her was gone.

What Nancy thought was that all the girls needed more social interaction. They were all sheltered by living on the estate. While this was useful in their initial recovery from captivity, they had a long way to go in being integrated back into society. Their success in life would depend on how well they could socialize with others. Nancy jotted down a few ideas for Jenna, as this would be an issue for all the other prior captive teens.

Nancy read the latest report from Sarah. She had confronted Dot with the fact that she had helped Margo trap other teens. At first Dot denied this, but Sarah continued to press her. Sarah threatened to bring in some of the teens that Dot had talked to online and that started the cracks in Dot's wall of denial.

Nancy listened to the tape of Dot and Sarah.

"I don't know what you mean. I didn't talk to anyone online. I don't even know how to use a computer!" stated Dot.

"Dot. I can bring some of those teens here," retorted Sarah.

"Umm...it was no big deal. The Matron just told me to do it. I had to obey her," replied Dot.

"Dot, those teens you talked to were kidnapped and abused just like you were," replied Sarah.

For the next twenty minutes there was a give and take between the two. Then the breakthrough occurred.

"Dot, do you feel guilty about what you did?" asked Sarah.

"It... it wasn't my fault. I had no choice. Do you think I wanted others to become like me?" pleaded Dot.

It was the first time she had shown any breaking away from her programming.

"I don't know, Dot. You've always told me that you loved serving The Matron," replied Sarah, as she pushed Dot.

"I had no choice! You don't understand! I couldn't resist her! I fought her for so long. I kept holding out, hoping that I would be rescued. But no one came. I was alone. I couldn't fight her anymore!" cried Dot.

"You're not under her control anymore," replied Sarah.

"No. She's going to take me back. This is just a test. I can't disobey her!" sobbed Dot.

"Dot, you're safe. The Matron is in prison and she's never getting out," comforted Sarah.

"No. You don't know her. She'll get out and she'll hurt me if she finds out I disobeyed her. Look what she did to me. Look at my body! I used to be a boy and now...now I'm a freak!"

Nancy heard the sounds of sobbing and she stopped the tape. It was the break they were looking for. Dot had a long way to go, but at least this was a start.

Nancy was also worried about Celeste. She had noticed that Celeste seemed more quiet and reserved following Shelly Lennox's visit. Celeste claimed everything was "okay," and that nothing was bothering her, but Nancy knew better. Nancy had seen the negative effects of parental rejection many times when dealing with LGBT youth, and it was always heartbreaking. The legal wrangling by her parents had only made things worse.

Nancy was finishing up an e-mail to Jenna when she heard the clicking of nails on hardwood floors. She looked up to see Spirit entering her room.

"You're up late. Is there something wrong?" asked Nancy, half expecting the dog to answer.

Spirit gave her a "follow me" look and turned around and headed slowly out the door.

"What's the matter, girl? Did Timmy fall down the well again?" quipped Nancy, knowing that her Lassie joke was totally wasted.

Spirit led Nancy down the hall and to Celeste's bedroom door. Spirit sat down and gently pawed at the door. Nancy could see that a light was on.

Nancy listened and could hear the sound of someone crying. She knocked on the door while opening it. "Celeste, are you okay?"

Nancy looked in and saw that Celeste was sitting on the edge of her bed. Celeste's eyes were red from crying.

Celeste looked up and sighed. Spirit took that as an invitation and squeezed by Nancy and walked over to Celeste. Nancy followed and sat down next to Celeste.

"You want to talk about it?" asked Nancy as she put her arm around Celeste.

"I had a bad nightmare. It was so realistic," replied Celeste, as she wiped her eyes.

"Tell me about it," stated Nancy.

"I dreamt about being abducted again. I've had those before, but this time it was much worse. Instead of being shot with the dart, my parents tied me up and delivered me to Margo Simon. My parents laughed as Margo took me away. I was crying for their help and they were standing there laughing and waving goodbye," stated Celeste as she petted Spirit's head.

"Is this the first time you've had a dream with both your parents and Margo Simon?" asked Nancy.

Celeste started to nod, but stopped. "I've had a couple similar nightmares the past week, but this one was the worst. It was so realistic. I know, I know, I should have told you about them. I'm sorry."

Nancy pulled her close and hugged her. "You can always talk to me."

"The more I think about it, the more my parents' actions hurt. I didn't ask to be this way. This wasn't a choice. Do they think I became transgendered just to hurt them?" asked Celeste angrily. "Why don't they understand that I was born this way?"

"I wish I could tell you that it will be all okay, but we both know that isn't true," answered Nancy.

"I thought it was your job to make everything better."

Nancy broke out in a slight smile. "I wish that was true."

"I'm sorry that I'm such a bother," replied Celeste.

"You're not a bother. Spirit doesn't think so either. She's the one who came and got me."

Celeste looked down and then began to pat the mattress next to her. Spirit immediately understood the signal and eagerly hopped up on the bed.

"I think I'll be okay now," stated Celeste as she climbed back into bed. Spirit was lying next to her.

Nancy smiled and stood up. "I'll see you two in the morning. We'll talk more then. Sweet dreams."

"Thank you, Nancy. I don't think my nightmares would dare return now that I have a guard dog!"

Nancy walked out of Celeste's room and back to her office. She had an idea concerning Celeste's parents. Within twenty minutes she had e-mailed her idea off to both Jenna and Ally.

 

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