This is a continuation of a bit of flash fiction I'd written called, Daddy's Little Girl. I hadn't really planned on writing a continuation, but when this family came to me with their story a few days before Christmas, I had to write it. It's a story that shows even dense people can sometimes be reasonable with the right motivation.

Panicking, I start to make a mental inventory of the day. What happened to me? How did I not notice any of these changes?

It started out a normal enough day.

I got up, put on my pt uniform and headed out for the base. It was in the middle of winter, so we had to wear our sweats. Considering it only started getting cold, I didn't have my sweats on hand so I spent fifteen minutes looking for them. I don't normally mind, but it was raining so I would be cold and wet today. After finally finding my whole pt uniform, I went to start my car, but the battery was dead. Arg!!!

Janet and Jay were devoted lovers but one fateful day Janet….

Abducted
by Janet Baker

My first effort, in part autobiographical, of course largely fantasy.

Saga
By Janet Baker

Forced into the wider world, Sascha must learn to make his own way. But should he take the easy route, acting as people expect him to act, being who people saw him to be? Or can he grow into something more, his own Sascha, without further diminishing the current Sascha.

Caitlin has more fallout from the sleepover and dealing with the first day of classes. Too many things are running through his head and he's not quite sure what to do about it.