I thought of it as thinking, but it was, at least possible, that what I was doing was communicating with myself. I told myself what I'd been thinking ...eeded to happen with Joyce. She was the key to everything for me. I needed to find some way to rebuild her confidence to the point where she could feel comfortable being with me and being her old self at the same time. I had a strong feeling that, at least in the beginning, I'd need to really be the old Kenny with her. Once she got comfortable. Some of the normal maids heard about what I really was but wereforbidden to speak about it. But others simply saw me as the master'schild. I would sneak in to places and I would get caught. I would test mycaptors patience. With time I earned more freedoms. I found a library oneday, and I asked if they would let me read some of my fathers books. Theythought I couldn't read, so they let me take a few. I had a hard timereading the language but I soon picked it up. I guess this new body isuseful. More

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