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Part One
The Winter of her Heart
Wish Shift: Chapter One
Reunions
1 A.S. Day 32
She was still trying to sleep. It wasn't her first international trip.
The problem was, even with all of the shades down on the windows, you
could still see the outline of daylight around them. This made it
difficult for her to get relaxed even in ordinary circumstances. Her only
consolation this trip was that, for once, the seat was roomy enough. But
considering what made that extra room possible, she would rather have
been cramped like she was before.
There hadn't been any real difficulty ending her work contract. It was
already pretty much moot in the aftermath of the Shift, since schools
were closed for the rest of the term at minimum. There was still too much
confusion and until things were a little more settled, she expected they
would stay closed.
She actually had more of a hassle with her landlady than she had with her
employer. She had been one of the minority that had remained unchanged
and even with all of the official documents presented to her, had made a
petulant annoyance of herself. She at first would not believe that her
tenant was this Chinese woman she had seen before as James's girlfriend.
Even after being forced to concede that, she refused to speak to her in
English and hung around making various comments to her in Chinese while
Jenny was closing up the apartment. Jenny had to eventually enlist Liu
Hong's assistance in dealing with her for the few days it took to pack up
and arrange for shipping her things home.
Liu Hong had been lucky in Jenny's opinion. He had shifted as well, but
he had ended up in the body of a man only a year or two older than he
was. They lived in the same apartment building and had often worked out
at the same gym, so for him at least the face in the mirror now was
familiar. Liu Hong had been his contact teacher at the school for the
last few years and right now he was going out his way to help Jenny get
what she needed done considering that he had just as many problems of his
own.
They ended up settling everything though. Bank accounts, refunds for
house expenses and accounts and all of the annoyances closing up a home
has to offer. As the last box was picked up by the service company the
embassy had arranged, if she hadn't known before, she now knew for
certain that he was one of many friends she would miss.
They promised to keep in touch when he saw her off at the Luo Hu port
border crossing into Hong Kong and Jenny knew that they both were not
just saying it. There was a chartered bus there that the consulate
arranged that took her group to the airport, so this time at least she
didn't have to ride the convoluted Hong Kong train network. Although in
ordinary times she rather enjoyed doing that.
The captain announcing that they would be landing soon put an end to any
further attempts at sleeping. She started putting the things she had
taken out for the trip back into her travel bag and waited for the
landing that would finally end this trip. When she felt the tires thump
on the runway pavement below them she felt her stomach knot a little
tighter as well. So far she had been lucky on the trip and hadn't had any
bouts of morning sickness. In her opinion, it wouldn't surprise her for
it to strike now. She held the open barf bag in her lap and waited.
When she was told of her pregnancy it seemed to her that the morning
sickness was laying in wait for her. Maybe it was just psychological, but
every day since she found out, it felt like all she had to do was breathe
wrong and she would be rushing to the toilet. The long trip had been an
exercise in dread waiting for it to strike, but she somehow had gotten a
pass.
The landing was uneventful. There was the usual mess getting off the
plane with everyone milling around, pulling luggage from the overhead
bins and in general waiting for the line to begin to move so that they
could all just get out.
She walked down the long halls in Hartsville International past the signs
boosting various Georgia destinations, advertisements and the wall
mounted displays. When she reached the immigration hall there were the
usual long lines weaving their way back and forth. She was quietly
waiting like everyone else.
It seemed to her that this was the most subdued passage she had ever
seen. It was also the first time she had ever seen the non-citizen line
practically empty. No one was really talking except for the customs
agents and even they were really quiet.
When it was her turn she handed over the documents that the embassy staff
had given her. Looking over her new passport after they had processed it
had been something that she had done right away. It had all of the things
she expected on it, her new name and face of course, but what she had not
expected was the other information.
Her birth information was included on a second page behind her current
one. There were two ages; her physical age with her previous age in
parenthesis. It was the same for other duplicate information. There was
an M, also in parenthesis, sitting next the F in the block indicating her
sex. Sonya's birth date next to his own and on one corner of the heavy
paper was a prominent chip containing the biometric data for the new
readers to scan.
The customs agent, a heavyset Hispanic woman named Doug didn't keep her
at the counter very long, but she did have to scan both of her hands and
have her retina's scanned by the heavy machine that had been installed on
the counter before Doug would wave her through.
She walked through the 'nothing to declare' passage after she picked up
her luggage and passed through to the entrance hall. She turned her phone
back on and sent her brother a text saying that she was through customs
and would be there in a few minutes.
Even though she knew that Greg was now a thirty-two year old black woman,
she still thought of her as her brother. She also was not surprised in
the least when Greg had decided that she wanted to be called Kira. Greg
always had been a major league trekker. Kira responded with a smiley
emoticon in a few minutes. Jenny shouldered her bag and started pushing
her trolley out onto the arrival hall.
The first thing she saw when she exited through the double doors was a
sea of signs with people's names. That was something that she thought
would be somewhat normal, since she always saw that in airports anyway,
but this time it seemed to her that there was nothing but signs and she
didn't know why that would surprise her, but it did.
She pushed through the opening at the end of the exit and started making
her way to their regular meeting place. She was glad they decided to not
change it, because there was absolutely no way she could have found the
sign with her name on it in that forest of names being held up to greet
the disembarking passengers.
She made her way to the Starbucks that she usually met them at. The
closer she got to it, the more it felt like she was moving slower, but
she knew that was not the case. The first people she saw that she
recognized were her mom and dad. They were standing off to the side with
a tall black woman holding a sign with her old name on it.
There was a white woman in her early twenties next to her with a large
set of implants looking uncomfortable, as well as a 4 year old boy and a
Hispanic man also in his mid twenties.
She released the brake handle on the trolley and felt the brakes dig in.
She paused for a moment and then walked the last few feet toward them.
They had been watching her since she started moving in their direction.
No one had said anything yet. Jenny stopped, looked at them and finally
spoke.
"I'm here guys," she said quietly.
The tall black woman was the first to speak.
"Damn bro, I didn't think you'd be Thumbelina." And then started
laughing.
Jenny mock glared at the tall black woman. "Get bent, Greg," she said.
Everyone else started laughing. Every time James had come back from
somewhere far away, Greg always had some smart assed comment to greet
him. James's answer was always, "Get bent."
It was one of those personal rituals that nobody could remember how they
started, but no reunion would be complete without. Her father looked over
at Greg and made a shushing gesture.
"Every time you two get together it's the same thing. Why can't you just
say 'hi' like normal people?"
It was dad's voice, but the words were mom through and through.
"That is normal for us mom," the tall black woman said to him.
"Do I need to paddle your bottom again?" he said, "because I will, you
know."
"White man assaults African-American woman at the airport. Film at 11,"
Greg, or rather Kira quipped back.
She glance over at Jenny again.
"Would that be a hate crime?" she asked her.
"Only until they find out what's what you brat," mom shot back at him.
The other woman with the implants dug her elbow into Kira's ribs. "I'll
show you a hate crime later, if you don't knock it off, you idiot," she
said half jokingly.
"Would you paddle me please?" Kira said back to her. "I've been oh so
naughty and this time you should use the ping pong paddle. You know how
much I love that."
The woman rolled her eyes and dug her elbow into Kira's ribs again while
mom and dad ignored them both.
That was Dianne then, Jenny thought. The last time he had seen the two of
them was two years ago when he came back to be Greg's best man at their
wedding.
She looked to be about the same age and she was still blonde, but from
the faint dark roots Jenny could see now that color came out of a bottle,
rather than naturally.
She had easily a pair of E cups that were clearly implants and nothing
like her previous D cups. She remained about the same height and build as
well so except for a face that was different and not needing glasses
anymore she wasn't changed overly much considering.
The information packet that the embassy had been able to put together for
her along with her new I.D. and other paperwork hadn't had too much in
it, but they were able to put together a few details, even with all the
confusion.
Jenny knew that her mom Dani and dad Sam, had switched already, so
knowing she would be hearing mom speak with dad's voice wasn't new, but
actually hearing it was a different matter altogether. She also already
knew about Greg and that Dianne had also shifted, but had remained
female. As for anyone else they hadn't had any new information for her
when she boarded the flight in Hong Kong.
Her dad lifted her hand to her lips and coughed softly.
"We should be getting on back, you know how much I hate Atlanta traffic,"
she said.
"And George is waiting for us back home as well."
Jenny looked at her dad. It was strange for her to see her mom's body
acting like dad did when they needed to get going. He started with a
quiet announcement just like when they were kids, next would be frequent
obvious checking of the watch, then he would just walk away and if you
weren't in the car when it started moving you were in for it.
"Now don't you start, Sam," Jenny's father's voice said.
"The traffic isn't nearly as bad as it was and we still have to get
things settled here first. Give your...daughter a few more minutes to get
reacquainted and get everything straight before you pack us all into that
car for the next few hours."
Jenny watched her mom's face turn half away the way dad did when mom shut
him down.
"You may have a point Danny", she said grudgingly, but we do need to get
back to George as quick as we can...and you know why."
Jenny watched as everyone became rather somber.
"I know Sam", her mother said in his deep voice.
Jenny felt ice cold from the way everyone's mood changed. This was
definitely not going to be in any way good.
"What happened?" Jenny asked already dreading the answer.
Her father answered first, not surprising since his role, even when they
were small, was dispenser of bad news. Some people might have learned to
dread hearing him give them news growing up like that, but Jenny never
had. She had always took it as her dad shouldering an unpleasant burden
because he saw it as his responsibility. And he never walked away from
responsibility.
"George dropped by your grandmother's work to take her out for lunch when
it happened. He switched with Mr. Jacobs while he was waiting for her to
settle a few details before leaving."
"Oh shit," Jenny said quietly.
Jenny's grandmother was a registered nurse who had worked for the VA for
most of her career. She could have retired a few years ago, but she kept
at it out of a sense of devotion to the vets who passed through those
doors and a need to keep busy at her profession.
When she had announced that she would finally be retiring this fall for
real it was a minor shock, because no one really thought she ever would.
Mr. Jacobs was a semi-regular in her department. He had left both of his
legs in the Iron Triangle on a LRRP mission on his third tour. He was
sixty-six last year and he came in supposedly to get his prosthetics
adjusted, but he was really just using it as an excuse to flirt with
grandma.
"And what about grandma?" Jenny asked.
"Your grandma had a heart attack and died during the Switch." Jenny felt
the blood start to drain from her face.
"But the good news is that she won't need to retire after all," Danny
said.
"She apparently switched with a nineteen year old nursing intern. We
don't know who was in her body when she passed, but she got in touch with
us as soon as she could. She's taking care of George while we came to get
you."
Jenny gulped in half relief. "George has got to be going out of his
mind."
"He's not taking it well," Mom said in her deep voice.
"You and...Kira... should do something together when you get settled."
"Already covered mom," Kira piped up, "We're going for some striper as
soon as he can get into the boat without keeling over."
"I hope that helps him then," he said. He turned to the four year old boy
and the Hispanic man. "Mattie, Little Jake I guess you might want to say
hi to your unc...aunt."
Jenny waited for them to volunteer which was which. Mattie and Little
Jake had been his sister Kim's fraternal twins. They had been sixteen and
in class when the Shift came. Jenny already knew that Kim had, like mom
and dad, switched with her husband Jake Sr.
Since they both worked at home there was a better than good chance for
that. The four year old boy looked at Jenny and almost burst into tears.
After he took a couple of breaths to calm down, he said quietly that he
was Mattie.
The older Hispanic man followed saying he was Jake. He was also much more
quiet than Jenny expected her excitable nephew to be, but he was handling
the changes better than his former sister was.
When the Shift came he had switched with Mr. Emilio, the school custodian
who was in the building nearby, while Mattie had switched with a boy in
the kindergarten a couple of miles down the road. Once Mattie opened up,
he just kept talking. Jenny's dad said something about going to get a
coffee, since they obviously weren't leaving for a few minutes. She asked
if anyone else wanted anything and Jenny absently asked her to get her
one as well.
It turned out that Mattie was just as messed up in some ways as George
was. He had lost 12 years, his sex and more devastating to him personally
... a boyfriend.
It was the boyfriend that was bothering him more than anything. He was
one of those ones who just disappeared in the aftermath. His body now
belonged to one of the junior coaches, but no one had heard from him
since the Shift. Hearing this Jenny already felt she knew what had
happened.
He probably had shifted with someone who had died. She glanced down at
her stomach and thought 'or someone who hasn't yet been born.'
Kira looked at Jenny when Mattie finally finished.
"Those are some thick glasses Tinkerbell. You think you can see Mars with
'em?"
"Get bent, Greg," Jenny retorted, but she didn't really have any anger at
her.
Kira, she supposed that she needed to start thinking of Greg that way,
had always been a bit of a clown. But she used it to defuse you when she
could see you were upset. The Tinkerbell crack had made Mattie stifle a
giggle, so she was glad Kira did it.
"You look a little young there little lady," she said adding emphasis on
the little. "How old are you now?"
"You're just loving this, aren't you?"
"Every minute little sis. So spill."
"Sonya was twenty-six," Jenny started to say.
Dad came back at that moment carrying their coffees. She put the tray
down on the table. She popped off the lid and started mixing in her usual
three sugars and wave the cream over the top.
The smell of the coffee hit Jenny's nose and she felt the absent morning
sickness come roaring back. She bolted without finishing what she was
saying into the direction of the nearest bathroom. She barely made it in
time and was still heaving in one of the cubicles in the men's room when
she heard her mom come in after her asking if she was ok.
Jenny wiped her mouth with some toilet paper and flushed. She told mom
that she would be out in a minute and to go back and wait. But when she
finally staggered out to rinse the nasty acrid taste from her mouth he
was still there. Mom didn't say anything while Jenny rinsed her mouth a
couple time. Neither did any of the men who were already there when she
burst in or who came in after. No one was getting wound up about which
bathroom you used right now.
Jenny dried her face and turned to him.
"Mom, I'm pregnant," she said, figuring that saying it was inevitable
after making that mad dash in front of all of them.
Mom looked at her in silence for a minute before saying "Item twenty-
four."
"Huh?" Jenny said.
"Item twenty-four on my list of things I won't ever hear my son say to
me," he said.
"You get finished and come out when you're done. I'll let you clue them
in. I'm not touching this one."
He touched her shoulder reassuringly.
"Take your time," he said and walked out of men's room.
Jenny waited for a few minutes after he left. She dabbed a couple places
on her blouse where the vomit had splashed up as best she could, but
there was still a stain. It was a good thing she usually traveled wearing
dark colors, but the smell still faintly lingered.
A couple of the men there gave her a sympathetic look when she left and
Jenny was grateful for it. As she got close to her family she heard mom
telling them Jenny was alright and would be back in a minute or three.
Jenny wasn't looking forward to doing this, but the closer she got the
more settled she forced herself to be. She had always considered it
channeling her inner dad when she had to do something like this.
Kira looked her over as Jenny walked up to them.
"I didn't know they had Montezuma's revenge in China, or is it Mao's
revenge over there?" she quipped.
Jenny took a deep breath. She really hadn't wanted to do this in this
way.
"Neither one, I'm just pregnant," she said.
Kira's jaw dropped and the rest of them, except for mom were struck dumb
it seemed by the announcement. Jenny waited, dreading the next few
minutes. Not surprisingly it was Kira who spoke up first.
"Well you didn't waste any time," she said.
Jenny sputtered a moment.
"Get bent, Greg."
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