Judy, your ex-step-mother

Let's face it, Judy's kind of a bitch. She's also really nice. It depends, in fact, on who you are.

Luckily for you, you're among the people she's really nice to. Your Dad, even though they ended up separating after her weird crystal business blew up (crazy, right? Well, frankly, after today, you're willing to believe a lot more than yesterday... aliens, magic, crystals... what's to be trusted...), stays on the list, too. Your brother, obviously. Who can hold a grudge to him?

But your best friend, your mother, or both neighbours, not to mention the trucker who lives across the street, with his "Eat Red Meat, Bone Young Meat" tasteful tee-shirt and his NRA stickers? Yeah, well. They never "got along". Anyway, no point reminiscing on the little hurts and larger machinations that Judy's so apt to when you are so truly, physically speaking, _a different person. _You just need her skills and her help, right now.

And so, you call her.