I love you, I won't kill you

In the last week of May, during the last three working days, Janice dressed herself as a girl in an ordinary middle-class American family.When the alarm clock rang at 5 o'clock every morning, she opened her eyes and jumped out of bed.

Put on cheap T-shirts, jeans and canvas shoes, and start the daily "housework" with great enthusiasm.Sean was surprised by his daughter's change. When he learned from his wife Grace what caused her daughter's change, he shook his head and laughed.

Of course, the main purpose of Janice's willingness to change herself is to completely control the disease, so that she can go out of the house happily and confidently to travel for a while.Secondly, she has a strong curiosity about the identity and occupation of Grace's daughter Amanda.

In order not to let herself appear useless in front of her new friends, she can only change her image in the mind of her new friend Amanda through certain "exercise".

As part of her daily chores, she gets information about Amanda from Grace.The more information she got, the more curious she was about Amanda's growth process and some things she had experienced.

"Well, mother, did my behavior involve violating Amanda's privacy?" Janice asked Grace sitting on the sofa while vacuuming the floor in the living room.

"Oh, this question is not valid, because you are all my daughters." Grace was looking at some documents related to charity activities on the coffee table, and replied.

"But why can't I have her way of life?"

"Honey, you've got what most girls in this world don't have."

"I know, but these are all given to me by Senator Balfour. There is nothing here that really belongs to me."

Grace put down her glasses, smiled and beckoned to her daughter, "Come here."

Janice leaned on the handle of the vacuum cleaner, stood up and said, "No, I haven't finished the job yet."

"It's okay, you have all day."

"Uh, okay. Wait, you're not trying to make excuses for underpaying me, are you?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay you $1 per hour." Grace smiled.

"Well, what do you want to say?" Janice asked, sitting on the sofa.

Grace took a tissue and wiped her daughter's sweat, "What I want to tell you is that everyone's situation is different. You can imagine that if you and Amanda switch positions..."

Janice opened her eyes wide and yelled in horror, "God! If I went to fight in Iraq, I might have been shot to death."

"Of course, I don't want you to join the US Army to fight overseas like her. However, I believe that your talents can be better developed in other areas."

"Thank you! It's just...I'm a little envious of her, she can fly in the sky." Janice said imagining.

"Oh, you're jealous of her, aren't you?" Grace joked.

"No! How could I be jealous of her? If I hadn't had DID, I think I would have gotten my pilot's license."

"Honey, that's the way life is, you get some and you lose some."

Janice was silent, and then said, "I remember you said that she now goes to the US Parachute Association to participate in skydiving training every weekend, right?"

Grace looked at her, "Hmm, why, do you want to try it too?"

"Why not? It's just a sport, it's not flying some kind of combat aircraft to the Middle East."

"Well, okay. But what I need you to know is that there is a lot of pressure in this sport."

"Come on, I'm taking my medicine every day. Do you think the three of them are out?"

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At 30 o'clock in the morning on the 9th, Amanda changed into civilian clothes and drove out of the base.From the first week of March this year, every weekend she will go to the United States Parachute Association half an hour away by car to participate in skydiving training.

She believes that although she has already obtained the "Golden Big Wings" airborne badge of the Marine Corps, she still needs a serious, rigorous attitude and strong thirst for knowledge to look at the civil parachute organizations in American society.

But in the subsequent training, she found that she had reached the level 7 individual free-fall skydiving certification at the elementary level within two weekends.Next, the A-level license issued by the United States Parachuting Association, not surprisingly, she also obtained it within two weekends.

In just one month and four weekends, she completed the training work that others need 60 days to complete.In this regard, Amanda felt that the goal was too easy to achieve.Immediately, she found the person in charge of the advanced training program in the association, and further proposed her other ideas.

When the time came to May, she no longer needed to go to the skydiving association for training every weekend.Now all she has to do is carve out a weekend to hop a few times and that's enough.

Not long after driving out of the checkpoint, Amanda saw the coupe sports car parked on the side of the road and the person standing beside the car.Lightly put on the accelerator, after a few seconds of hesitation, she planned to stop the car and ask the man.

"Hi, good morning." Janice smiled and waved to Amanda in the car.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Amanda asked, getting out of the car after pulling up behind Janice's.

"Well, I'm here to find you."

"why?"

Amanda carefully observed Janice's facial expressions and clothes. She wanted to make sure that it was Janice or Debbie standing in front of her, or Jane who thought she was only 13 years old.

Janice smiled slightly, "Amanda, if it were Debbie and Jane, I don't think you would look at me like that."

"Maybe. Why, school's out?"

"Uh-huh. Grace says you only have time to come out of base every weekend."

Leaning on her car, Amanda crossed her arms to enjoy the morning sun, "You can also go in and find me. Last time, you did that."

Janice walked over and leaned next to her in the same pose, "Uh, I'm sorry. I was going to go to the base to talk to you, but Jane ran out."

"It's okay. No matter who encounters this kind of thing, they can't control it."

"Thank you. You know, now that I'm taking my medication every day, I feel like I'm back to where I was before I was sick."

"Very well, thank you for telling me these things. Well, I have to go." After Amanda finished speaking, she was about to open the car door and get in.

"Wait, can you take me there? I...I..." Janice said hastily, standing by the car.

Amanda was a little surprised, "How did you know what I was going to do, Grace told you?"

Janice blinked, "I'm sorry if you think I violated your privacy."

"Forget it. Go drive and follow me. Remember, don't get lost."

"Really? It's great. Oh, my car is the AMG version of the 'Little Silver Arrow' (another name for the Mercedes-Benz SLK series), and it will definitely not lose to your 'Cobra'!"

Amanda shook her head, watching Janice who was running towards her car and thinking, "Poor person! I hope she will not give up her pursuit of future life."

Janice, who was sitting in the car, stretched out her left arm and waved back. Amanda lightly stepped on the accelerator and quickly drove the Shelby GT500 onto the road.

The two had to drive their car in tandem, and drove quickly south on Interstate 95.After passing through Stafford, Falmouth and Fredericksburg, it took only 34 minutes to arrive at the US Parachute Association on Center Avenue at the south end.

A large open area, coupled with a single building and a parking lot, made Janice ask in disbelief, "Amanda, where is the plane? There is nothing in this place!"

Amanda took one look at her and walked towards the building, "Nothing of course, the people who come here are just here to learn or rent their skydiving gear."

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