The First Finalist: Bruna

While you were deciding between a Horse and an Ox, Amanda was at the condo you both shared, looking through the data. She'd talked to her family about this. Her friends. Your friends. Even one of your cousins. She'd built up a giant spreadsheet with all eleven of the finalists, trying to narrow it all down.

It was still close -- Gus and Kase and Mustafa were all neck to neck. It might be four bulls, not three. But it was clear who the winner of this first round was, and Amanda smiled. It was a good fit for both of you. And she'd be a good mentor for you during your transition. She picked up her cell phone and dialed it.

"Bruna? Hey baby, I've missed you ...."