Next Morning

Jill woke the next morning, events from yesterday still seemed hazzy. She still believed that she was Jill, from having gone through all the paperwork etc, the previous day, but other things were coming back to her. She could remember a neighbour James, asking him to look after her cat. (This was actually the other way round as at that time she had been james, but with her new appearence and the partial abnesia, any events where she, as james, had had interaction with the real jill, that she was remembering, she now rembering believing that she had been Jill all the time)
She remembered watching out of her window as a naked James had been taken off in a police car. Why had he been naked in her room? She felt sure she would have rembered if theyed had a relation ship. She looked at the pile of james clothes, laying next to it was a broken cat's collar. Hannah, she rembered where was that cat. She tidyed the pile of clothes into an empty draw, and after showering, she began to get dressed.
Just then the doorbell rang.