Sue hummed cheerfully as she made herself

Sue hummed cheerfully as she made herself a cup of tea. She and Ann were going to have the most brilliant day. The doorbell rang. She opened the door, but it wasn't Ann. It was

Arnold, Ann's alter ego. Ann wasn't a transvestite per se, but her multiple personality disorder had at least one man. Sue didn't really care, but the haircuts were awful. "Susan."

was another of the personalities whose sad eyes seemed to cry out for help but whose heart knew there was no help out there for them. She put her coat on and headed toward the

freezer. She fumbled through the test tubes until she found it. The golden jelly. She had James Brown's frozen sperm in her hands. She slipped it into her pocket just as her boss

suggested a Motown evening with no expense spared. Maybe the rhythm got her, but when the test tube broke & the golden jelly sloshed on the floor, there was a real danger of

her soul falling out with the jelly. She gasped and, amid bewildered stares, began gathering up the shards and bits of jelly, checking for the jewel. No sparkle of purple appeared.

Then the flame went out. She was kicked off the island, her hopes of ever finding the jewel dashed. Instead, she returned to the United States and became the singer Jewel.

When she woke again, the TV was running a ShamWow infomercial and the dream that was so real faded into sense of disquiet. The cats were staring at her thumbs again.

She tried to shake the sleep off her but the feeling that she was being told to go sleep with a stranger wasn't letting go of her. So she tipped out of bed and started her hunt.