You were a black adopted into a white British family before moving to Australia, met Drover and fell in love. Many years passed, you two got married and had your now adult mixed daughter, Nisha. Yesterday, you got a letter from your Mom to a family reunion. Neither of you three bothered dressing fancy and just went in your normal rancher clothes. You took an early flight to Britain and called a cab to your parents after landing. The driver parked at the front and drove away after you stepped out. Nisha had this look of disgust on her face at their mansion since she was born in the wild outback of Australia and a huge tomboy. Your Mother and Father noticed you three walking up to the backyard and approached you with open arms.

Lidia: "Oh, Sera, my dear! Your Father and I missed you so much!"

They pulled you in for a hug before pulling away and noticing your new look.

George: "Umm, sweetheart... You know that your Grandmother isn't going to like seeing you in all this..."

You knew who your Dad was talking about; Grandmother Sophia who absolutely despised change, especially in women and society. You used to be short, mute and skinny before going away to Australia. Now you're back and different. Muscular, choppy hair, clothes and face dirty from cattle droving, from 5'4 to 5'11.