Chapter Nineteen
Final Exam
“There is no end to education. It is not that you read a book, pass an examination, and finish with education. The whole of life, from the moment you are born to the moment you die, is a process of learning.”
– Jiddu Krishnamurti
Our 6:00 AM wakeup call brought me out of a wonderful dream in which I was Emily, confessing my love to George, in a living rendition of Our Town. With the call answered, I hung up the phone and smiled at Mia who was sleepily rubbing her eyes. Her arms threw back the covers and her bare breasts bounced and jiggled with the motion common to natural ones, which my own implants would never achieve. I loved them still, and gloried in having a rack that attracted eyes from across the room.
Mia started to pull back the covers, and I snap
