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I want to thank all the people that have helped me edit and critique this story. They are Angel O'Hare, Stacy Miller, Karen Page, Robi, Paula Dillon and especially Maddy Bell for allowing me to join her universe and giving me permission to write in it.

Based on the story Gaby, Book # 4 - Once Upon A Time In America By Maddy Bell

All Characters portrayed in the story are copywrited to Maddy Bell for her Gaby series found at Maddybell.com

Scene 6

Revelations

I looked in the refrigerator and got something to drink and walked to my room to freshen up. My mind was in turmoil, what is going on here? Why are all these things happening? Should I even have come? This is turning into a nightmare. As I was straightening a few things out in my room, I heard the door to the apartment open.

“Em, are you here girl?” Sandy yelled.

I ran out of the room and ran to her and gave her a big hug just barely able to hold in my emotions, which she reluctantly returned. “Are you ok?” I asked.

She pushed me away and looked at me and said, “Em what is wrong, are you ok?”

“I feel like I got you into some serious trouble. Everyone is being so evasive about you. I didn't mean to hurt you Sandy, I really didn't!” I was starting to cry.

Sandy looked at me and exclaimed, “What is going on Em?” as she looked at me in horror “What did they do to you?”

“Well your dad got angry with you for me being a girl? Your mum won't say why he did that? Miss Bell is upset with me, being a girl and me being here with you. I am sorry I came.”

“Wai … wha … huh? What's been going on here Em? You're all upset, you're not making any sense?”

“Well, you crying on the couch and all; it seems to be about me, me being here, me being a girl.” I cried “Maybe I shouldn't have come. I feel so bad.”

“Mfanwy, trust me when I say this, it has nothing at all to do with you! Please trust me, Pleeeaaassseee?” Sandy sounded whiney and sorrowful. “Mfanwy, get a grip on yourself girl, it will all be explained later.” Sandy seemed a bit embarrassed.

I pulled my self away from her and got a tissue to dab my eyes dry. I have no idea why I ended up so emotional. When I finally looked up and saw her she was wearing a cute waitress outfit. It was a cute dark blue dress with a skirt that flared at the waist down to her knees. The top of the dress had puffy cap sleeves with white lace at the cuffs, and a pretty white pinafore tied in a big bow at the back by the waist. She had on black flats and black tights. “Cute outfit,” I said through the tears, she just rolled her eyes and chuckled.

“Are you going to be ok Em?”

I just nodded my head.

Sandy put her coat away and went to her room to change out of her work clothes. She yelled at me saying, “Sorry I am so late Em, I had to take care of a couple of things at the restaurant. Did my parents show you around and take good care of you otherwise?”

I walked to her room so we wouldn't have to yell and saw her door was closed. So I stood at her door and said, “Yes they took good care of me, we ate up on the mountain off of the skyline drive, it was a nice restaurant that had beautiful panoramic views.”

“Oh yes, I know the one you mean. I can't think of the name of it at the moment. Great, what else did you see?”

“Oh, I saw the town, and they showed me the restaurant you work at.”

“You should have had them stop in.”

“They probably thought I would see it soon enough, I suppose.”

“Probably true.”

She opened the door and saw me standing there, “Why don't we go into the living room and sit down?”

“Fair enough,” I said.

“Jeez I am tired, my feet hurt from all of the standing.”

The doorbell went off and Sandy said, “That must be Miss Bell, wait here and I will fetch her.”

I started to worry, why I do not know, but if she was going to expose me to Sandy…..

“Hi Sandy,” I heard. She walked into the living room she said, “Hi Mfanwy I'm back as promised.” I stood up and she gave me a hug and I hugged her back.

“How are you Sandy? Things getting better?” Miss Bell continued.

Sandy smiled a bit nervously and said, “Yes Miss Bell they sort of got better, things are still stressed but tolerable.”

Hmm I wonder what that is all about? I guess I will need to ask Sandy when we get the chance to talk again.

Miss Bell took off her coat and sat down. Sandy taking her coat asked her, “Do you want some coffee Miss Bell?”

“That sounds lovely dear, cream no sugar. Then she turned to me and said, “We women have to watch our weight, don't we Mfanwy?”

I smiled at her remark and said, “I guess we do. It would be awful hard to cheer if we put on to much weight.” Miss Bell laughed at that.

Miss Bell looked at me and something got her attention and she looked worried all of a sudden. “Are you doing ok Mfanwy? It looks like you have been crying? Is something wrong?”

I shook my head and said, “I just feel like I am hurting everyone around me, and I do not want to do that. I just do not understand what is going on. I like Sandy very much, but ever since I met her parents, it seems she is in some type of trouble with them, or at least her father.”

Miss Bell came over to me and sat down next to me on the couch and took my hands in hers, “Listen to me Mfanwy, it's not you! I will explain everything very shortly. Please trust me?”

I looked at her and said, “Ok, it seems everyone has been telling me that, you, Mrs. J, and Sandy.”

“Well trust us then, will you please? There is reason for all of it, trust me it's NOT you. If anything it's Mr. Jones, ok?”

While Sandy was getting the coffee ready, Miss Bell started on some small talk to get my mind off of things. I was starting to relax. “So Mfanwy, I understand you're a cheerleader in your school and you will be in the cheer competition coming up soon?”

“Yes, after everyone saw Maddy, Gaby, Bernie and Ally doing cheers, the school board liked what they saw and decided to start cheerleading as a sport. Ally convinced me to try out for it. I am glad that she did for I really enjoy it and it's really fun to do. We went out for the first time to a competition and used the rules and guidelines you yourself laid down for us, and we took second place. We were all pretty much shocked and chuffed when all that happened. The school board members were pleased, especially since it was our first time out. So cheering has become a real program in our school. Now I am proud to be a Warsop College - Sherwood Forester Cheerleader.”

She smiled at me and said, “I am so happy to hear you like doing it. You look really good Mfanwy, you really do. You look so much better now than you did when I last saw you in England.”

I smiled, but started to get worried she was going to let something slip, and Sandy would hear or figure it out. I looked nervously at her, and then looked to the door of the kitchen as Sandy came in with the coffee for her.

I think Miss Bell saw how nervous I got and she smiled at me, and said, “Don't worry Mfanwy; things are working out better than you know.”

I raised an eyebrow at her, and she chuckled and then looked at Sandy as she was sitting down. When Sandy looked up and saw how Miss Bell was looking at her, Sandy started to get nervous. “Sandy, could I have a word with you in private please?”

“Go ahead Sandy, I will be fine.” She looked at me and then at Miss B.

“Umm you want to go into the kitchen?”

“That would be fine with me dear,” she stood up and went into the kitchen with Sandy.

All I heard was “you think?” coming from Sandy.

When they came out Sandy again looked pale and nervous, Miss B was comfortable and confident, they both sat down and Miss B started.

“Mfanwy we have something to tell you that I am sure you're going to be ok with. First off, what I am about to tell you goes no further than this room, understand!”

I looked at her, then at Sandy, noticing she looked a little green, then back at Miss Bell, “Ok, I promise.”

“Mfanwy, I know you feel that you're the cause of Sandy's problems. Actually that is the furthest thing from the truth. Mfanwy you're not the reason at all. Matter of fact it started many years ago.”

“There was a boy named Adam that found out he was not comfortable being a boy. He was so uncomfortable he knew something wasn't right. He worked himself into a deep emotional depression. His depression was so bad, that he was thinking of ending it all by taking his life. This scared him and he knew he needed help, but he did not know where to go, whom he could see or turn to? He knew he could not tell his parents, for his dad was very intolerant of those people that were different, especially those people that did not fit in with the normal social roles that his dad was comfortable with. Needless to say, his dad was a bigoted, homophobic. That means he has a very bad fear of Gays, Lesbian, Bisexual, and Trans-gendered people. On top of this he was living in a small community that thought very much like his dad.”

“One day, Adam realized he had to turn to someone he felt would not criticize him for being different.”

“When I came to Grottoes about 6 years ago, I got to know his mom, and we socialized a lot. Adam got to know me, and I found him to be a most sensitive and shy child. He looked cute. Matter of fact, when I first saw him, I thought he was a girl that was just shy and timid. When I was told he was a boy, I was shocked to say the least. If she had told me he was a girl, I never would have questioned it. I told his mother it's a shame he was not born a girl for he was so pretty.”

“Adam wasn't sure who he was, but he knew he wasn't a boy. He never liked to play the boy games, and he found talking with the girls was far more fun. Adam wondered, but didn't understand, why he was so interested in female clothing. He felt jealous that the girls got to wear such nice and pretty clothing. He told me he used to sneak into his mothers room to put on some of her clothing. He knew he was different, because he felt very comfortable in them. He felt so comfortable in fact; he realized he had to find out why.”

“He was determined to find out what was wrong.”

“One day Adam saw a TV Talk show and they had men that became women on it, and he was captured by the program. He found out what they were called, and how to get more information on it. Adam started going to the library and started to look up all kinds of medical stuff. When he started to look on the Internet he finally found what he was looking for and read anything and everything he could, to do self diagnosis to see who he truly was.”

“He realized he had to be a woman trapped in a male body.”

“He knew I was from Chicago and thought I may know something about what he was going through and could somehow help him, being from a big city. He knew I never put people down, and I always encouraged people that were umm.. a bit different. I was flattered to say the least.” she turned to Sandy and smiled.

I then realized what it was she was trying to say, and whom she was talking about. I turned to Sandy, and I saw she had tears in her eyes. I moved over next to her and gave her a hug and pulled her into me. Miss Bell continued.

“He came to me for help. I was a bit taken aback at first, but I saw the anguish in his eyes and he was terrified to tell me. He finally told me what was going on. I helped him by getting him to talk with the school psychiatrist that told him he needed to tell his mother for he needed more professional help. Adam was fearful of this, but knew he could not continue, with out self-destruction, unless he get his parents to understand what is happening to him.”

“Adam was terrified, for he knew his dads opinion about people like him. He figured his dad was going to kill him, if he was lucky, or he was going to make his life a living nightmare. Adam told me all of this about his parents, and I told him I would talk to his mum about it, Adam was grateful but just the same terrified. When his mother was told, she took it hard. Adam was really feeling low at that time. The mother first refused to believe what she was being told, and she felt it was due to something she may have done or not done with her son. She took it personally. It was not going well for Adam. Adam lived in fear that she was going to tell his dad, and he knew it would be all over then.”

Sandy really started to cry at this point. I gave her a napkin so she could dry her eyes.

Miss Bell looked at Sandy and said, “Do you want me to continue Sandy? I can stop until a later time so you can compose yourself?”

She nodded her head to tell Miss Bell to continue on with the story, “Please continue Miss Bell.”

“That night after I had talked with his mom, Adam came home and he was a nervous wreck. He did not know what his mother was going to do to him. Adam went to his room figuring he would be safe there for a while. His mother called him down to dinner. Adam really didn't want to go down. His mother came up and told him, in no uncertain terms, that he was not going to stay in his room and hide, and ordered him to get down to the dining room. It was a quiet evening that night for no one said anything except for some minor usual banter between his parents. Adam was terrified, and his mom saw this. His dad was oblivious towards everything.”

“That night, when Adam was going to bed, His mother came to his room, sat down and had a very long talk with Adam. Adam was extremely nervous. It ended up that the talk was an amiable discussion and benefited both of them. After the discussion, his mother went to her room and got a nightgown for Adam to wear. Adam cried and gave his mother a big hug, he knew she may not accept completely what is happening, but at least she accepted it was her child, and would help him wherever she could.”

“The next day Adam woke up later than usual. He noticed the time and figured his alarm clock didn't go off. He thought he was missing school and started to get up in a panic. He was shocked to find he was still wearing the nightgown, and then remembered what had happened the night before. His mom came to the door and told him to relax. She had called him in sick, so they could talk. She told him to leave the nightgown on and to put on her satin bathrobe, which she handed him. Adam was stunned wondering what sort of stunt his mother was pulling but he decided to play a long. She told him to meet her in the Kitchen when he was done getting ready. He went to the bathroom to do the necessaries then met her in the kitchen. His mom offered him some coffee and something to eat, even though he was too nervous to eat anything. His mother started up the conversation by asking him, if he had a feminine name he wanted to be called. He told her he did. He wanted to be called Sandy if he could. His mom told me that she thought it over, and then told him Sandy it is, she liked that name.”

“That is when Sandy was truly born. His mother finally told Sandy that she didn't really understand everything about what was happening, but told him that he was her child, and the school psychologist did tell her what it was he was contemplating if he did not get the chance to be whom he believed he was inside.”

“She told him this shocked her, she would rather have a confused daughter than a dead son. That if he ever harbored such thoughts again to please come to her, or go to the psychiatrist before he did anything that everyone would regret.”

“She said, that if he would do that, it would really kill her inside, for she would truly have her heart broken then. She would always love him no matter what. That he would have to forgive an old woman that is probably going to make pronoun or identity mistakes on his behalf, to please forgive her, for it will take quite some time to get used to having a daughter instead of a son.”

“Sandy was so ecstatic he almost strangled his mother with love when she finally accepted who he was. They talked for a long time, and he was told to change clothes, and she would take him shopping for some of his own female clothes.”

“She told him, after talking with the school's psychiatrist, she got a name of psychologist who handled these types of problems. She had made an appointment with this psychologist for the following day. She would not tell his dad for the time being. She also told Adam that she would break it to his dad at the doctor's office at a later date, if necessary, after she found out what was going on, thinking this would be a safe neutral place if he had to be told.”

“After going to the psychologist, he was diagnosed with having Gender Dysphoria. His mother was told this and explained what it meant, that he was a girl trapped in a male body. She was told, that if nothing was done, her child would go into a very deep depression, which could lead to self-destruction. She knew now was the time to tell his father what was going on, and she knew he would not take this news well. She was worried for her child.”

“His father was told and as expected he did not take it very well. After much arguing, the doctor finally made him understand what was going to happen if nothing was done. He begrudgingly gave in and accepted the fact that his son was going to now be his daughter.”

“Sandy was sent to an Endocrinologist, who started her on hormone replacement therapy. It was determined that during the summer Adam would transition into Sandy, and since she would be starting at a new High School, she would be enrolled as a girl, as Sandy Jones. She had her name legally changed, and all her records where changed to reflect her new status. So all of the kids at the school accepted Sandy as a new girl to the school system and no one remembered Adam. This was fortunate for Sandy, and cut down on the possible harassment she could have gotten. Her father however, has had a very tough time accepting it all, and he still regrets losing his son. He is still in denial about it all. Sandy's mother is still having issues with it too, but given time I am sure she will handle it well.”

Mfanwy hugged Sandy even tighter. Sandy hugged her back. I then whispered, “It's ok Sandy, and I do not hate you for who you are. I love you even more. You're a very beautiful woman and I am here for you. I understand what it is you're going through. Trust me on this ok?”

Miss Bell Smiled at me and patted my arm as she continued, “This is why Sandy's dad is like he is, it has nothing to do with you. However her dad still sees Sandy as a boy, and you being a girl, well he is still thinking that his SON would make advances toward you. He still doesn't realize Sandy doesn't think like a boy, nor was she ever a boy.”

I smiled when I heard this. I turned to Sandy and said, “Just remember, you're not going to have your way with me!” and started giggling.

Sandy looked at me confused then caught on to what I meant and just laughed. I looked at Sandy and just could not see any trace of a boy there; I just couldn't imagine her being one, she looked so natural.

Miss Bell looked at me and without saying a word I knew what she wanted me to do.

“Umm … Sandy?” I said.

She settled down from her mirth and said, “Yes?”

“I have a bit of a confession to make too.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Well you remember you where to have had a boy come over here by the name of Rhod correct?”

“Yes, so?”

“Well actually …um … you did get a boy by the name of Rhod.”

She looked at me puzzled. “What are you talking about Em?”

“Well uh … you were expecting a boy, so was Miss Bell. Well that boy did come, but what you don't know, that boy too is in transition to become a girl, just like you.”

“What are you trying to say Em?”

“Yes well, I am Rhod.”

““WHAT!!”

“I am transitioning to become Mfanwy fulltime. I too am a girl inside, just like you. I too realize that I couldn't continue to live like a boy, and … well this trip … it a … it afforded me the opportunity to become Em fulltime for the time I am here.” I looked nervously over at her. “Actually the reason I am this way is because of the Cheer competition we will be going to later in our stay, while we are here in America.”

“Wow, I never would've guessed Em. You look so natural, you move, act, talk and look like the perfect teenage girl, I would never have guessed. Are you sure you're not saying this to make me feel good?” As she hugged me so tightly I couldn't breathe. I thought I was going to pass out do to the lack of air. “That is just so cool; you can be my little sister while you're here.”

Sandy then turned to Miss Bell and said, “You knew this all along didn't you?”

“Well I knew Rhod was living the life of a girl because of extenuating circumstances, and that is why Dan lost it in England. He happened to run into Mfanwy while she was there and realized who she was. He could not handle it and made bigoted remarks to Rhod and racial slurs to Sabrina, when Sabrina was trying to calm him down.” Miss Bell said.

“Oh that is why he was removed from the exchange program. Is it possible he could cause trouble for Mfanwy?” asked Sandy.

“Well, he could, but he knows the consequences if he does, and it will hurt him quite a bit if he does try to start trouble. He is on probation, and he knows it, and he was told what would happen if he told anyone about what happened in England. However, yes he could still cause problems, and we need to keep an eye on him.”

“Sandy looked at me, and said, “Don't worry about him, if he starts any kind of problems, you let me know and we will get it taken care of before it gets out of hand.”

Miss Bell looked at her watch and said, “Oh my goodness look at the time. I need to get going. Look you two, I am now happy you both know about each other, and you now understand why I put you two together. I trust you will not tell anyone about what was said outside of this room, especially to Mr. Jones, he is not all that forgiving. Sandy please do not tell your mom about Mfanwy, unless it's an extreme emergency, if it gets out who she really is, there could be trouble, and I may lose my job. Em, you can't tell Mrs. Jones about this either, you will understand why tomorrow. We will definitely need to make sure Dan doesn't start anything for he definitely can cause problems if he tells people about you. Sandy, Em has to be at the school at nine AM, the school bus will be around to collect her at about quarter to nine. Could you make sure she knows were to go?”

“Certainly Miss Bell.”

Miss Bell smiled at both of us and gave each of us a hug.

“I knew this would work out. I think this will help both of you. Mfanwy, you're a very beautiful girl. You may need to get a stick to beat the guys off of you this year.” Giggling.

I blushed and said, “I may need some girl lessons on how to deal with guys, you people are scaring me.”

They both laughed and Sandy said, “Don't worry Em I will teach you how to handle the guys. I promise.” And she giggled.

We all got up and Sandy got Miss Bell's coat and we walked her out to the door. She turned to us with a big smile on her face, hugged us and said, “You two girls take care of yourselves ok? Mfanwy, I will see you tomorrow morning at school.” She gave each of us a kiss on the cheek and left.

We both went over to the window and watched her get into her car and leave. We looked at each other and we both smiled and giggled, Sandy turned and gave me another hug, and said, “Welcome to America Mfanwy, I am really happy you're here. We are going to have a ball.” Grinning I hugged her back.

A thought came to me, “Umm … Sandy can I use your phone to call my mum?”

She smiled at me and said “Oh yes you did say you wanted to do that. Go ahead; the phone is in the living room. If you want some privacy, I can stay here?”

“Sandy, now that I know your secret and you know mine, there are no secrets to worry about anymore. You're more than welcome to listen in, in fact I want you to talk with my mum.” Sandy didn't know what to say.

“Hello mum? This is Em. … You won't believe what happened to me? … No I am not in any kind of trouble mom! Sheesh! No listen, I am staying with this cool girl, her name is Sandy Jones. … Yes mum she is a girl! … No mum there isn't any problem; as a matter of fact we have a lot in common.” Mfanwy looked at Sandy and mouthed, “Can I tell her about you?”

Sandy thought for a moment and then nodded her head with a smile on her face.

“Mum listen, honest we do have a lot in common. She is just like me. … No not like that, no listen she is a transsexual, she used to be a boy too. … Yes that is right. She is a very sweet person and she knows about me too. … What do you mean how did she figure it out? I told her mum. She told me her story and I told her mine, I mean it's only fair. Miss Bell helped us learn about each other. … Yes she really helped out, and at first she was shocked to see me as Mfanwy, and so was Sandy. I found out her dad was none to happy with me being a girl. He really doesn't like that his son is now his daughter, and he is still thinking of Sandy as his son, and he is worried about me being a girl. … Yes mum I will be careful. By the way, the parents do not know about me, and Miss Bell told me not to tell them unless it's absolutely necessary. So if they answer, please do not give me away, ok? … Uhuh, … uhuh, … uhuh, … ok. Here I want you to talk with Sandy and she can give you her phone number, here she is.”

I handed the phone over to Sandy, “Hi Ms. Morgan … ok Sylvia. Em is great. I am glad she is here and my exchange student. I am very happy we have a lot in common. You have a wonderful daughter, and I will take good care of her, promise. … Yes I will. … Oh, ok I didn't know that. … Hmm I better get some stuff for her then, I am glad you told me. … Yes I will, I promise. By the way here is the phone number for my place, it's shared with the main house and it is my parent's phone number too. … Ok, here it is, 540-5…”

While she was talking with my mum, I was thinking how wonderful this was going to be, we both are transitioning girls, and she is far ahead of me, and I now have someone to talk to, and maybe get some questions answered about all of this and me. I looked at Sandy in a new light, I saw her as my big sister instead of my host. I wonder if I could do something about her dad and mum. It's a shame they are not giving her the support I have with my mum, and my step mum, even though she thinks I am a genetic girl.

“Ok here she is Sylvia.” Sandy handed me back the phone.

“Yes mum? … Yes I know, I will be careful. … Yes mum! … I miss you too I really mean that. … Yes I know. I am taking my daily medicine. … Ok mum you to. Hugs! Bye mum … kisses.” With that I hung up, and had a tear in my eye.

“You really do miss your mom don't you?”

“Yes Sandy, she is the best, she really helped me during the period I was trying to find myself, and she is happy with me which ever way I am, boy or girl. She kind of blames herself for me wanting to become a girl. Lets sit down a spell and I will tell you what really happened over the past many years and then you will understand where I am coming from. It all started three years ago when my father … … … … and that is how I came to be here like this.”

“You mean originally you never ever thought of yourself as a girl?”

“No, not at all, it wasn't until after doing Mfanwy for thee years I started to like being a girl.”

“Wow, your story is a bit different than mine. I always knew I was not a boy.”

The phone rang; Sandy went over and got it. “Hello? … Hi Mom. … Yes mom. … Ok see you in a bit then, we need to change and freshen up a bit. … Ok see you in about half an hour. Bye.”

“What's up Sandy?

“My parents want to take both of us out to a good restaurant for dinner.”

“Oh ok. I guess I need to put on something nice then, like a skirt and blouse, or a dress, I would assume? I will have to change my makeup.”

“Yes we do.”

We both hurried over to our rooms to get ready. I decided it wasn't important to keep my door closed anymore since Sandy knew about me. I was running around looking for things to wear. I didn't know how nice I had to get dressed, so I walked over to Sandy's room in my knickers and bra and noticed the door was open. She was in her knickers and bra. She was really filling out her bra. I found myself being jealous of her. I asked her, “How classy is this place they are taking us to? What should I wear?”

She said, “They will probably take us to a really nice place, in Waynesboro, and a pretty dress is called for.”

“I only have skirts and blouses Sandy.”

She smiled and said, “I may have something you could fit into, in the closet in your room. A lot of my older dresses are there before I had a growth spurt and they no longer fit me. I was planning on giving them to the Salvation Army, but I haven't had time to do that. Maybe it was a good thing I didn't. Why don't you see if anything in there would suit you?” Smiling at me.

“Ok I will, thanks Sandy.”

“Ok little sister, anytime.” Smiling at me, I smiled back at her; it was nice to be called her sister.

I looked through her dresses and I found a beautiful black dress. It had a high neckline made from a see through nylon that looked like the petals of a flower, billowy, see through, nylon sleeves with petal like wrist cuffs. The bodice was made of black silk with two straps, and taffeta skirting with a small flaring petty coat, that flared the skirting out from the hips to just above my knees. This dress was gorgeous and I decided I wanted to wear it. I took it back to the bedroom and carefully laid it on the bed. I went to the dresser and got black sheer nylons, my sexy black knickers and my sexiest black bra. I put them on then did my makeup, and touched up my hair for an elegant look. I was shaking with excitement as I unzipped the dress and stepped into it. After I got it on and zipped up, it fit me like it was made for me. I put my jewelry on and I went into the closet and found my black pumps with three-inch heels. I put them on and then went over to the full size mirror. When I looked in the mirror I was shocked, I was beautiful, I looked elegant, I was speechless. This dress made me look absolutely gorgeous.

I heard a “Wow” coming from the door of my room and turned to see Sandy staring at me.

“I never looked that good in that dress.” Sandy told me. “It looks like it was made for you Em, simply amazing. Good job on your hair and make-up by the way, it looks like it was done by a professional.”

“Well it better, or my mother wouldn't be to pleased. After all she is a cosmetologist and she has been teaching me how to do hair, nails, and makeup.” Giggling.

“I may have to have you do my hair and makeup some time Em, you're good.”

Sandy looked great in her silver and black dress, with a silver sequined bolero jacket, coming to her waist. The dress had black taffeta skirting too, which flared out from the waist, much like mine. She wore shear black tights, with 3 inch black pumps. Her makeup was great, and her long blond hair had soft curls in it, framing her face. She was a vision.

“It would be my pleasure, sis.” Smiling at her.

She just beamed at the use of the word sis. “Come on my little sister, grab your purse and coat and let us go, they are waiting for us. I think we are going to a place in Waynesboro tonight, so it will be about a forty-minute trip.” As she grabbed her handbag, I then realized she meant ‘Grab your Handbag'.

I grabbed my handbag and coat then followed Sandy over to the main house. As we entered the kitchen I heard her dad say, “What is keeping those two, we need to get going.”

“Patience dear, it takes time for a woman to get ready and to look her best.”

“Yea right! If only HE was a gi...”

“SHUT UP JOHN! I have heard enough about it already. She IS our Daughter and I won't have you embarrassing her.”

We heard some grumbling from Mr. Jones as I closed the door with a loud thud.

“Shhhhh they are here now you behave tonight, I want no more episodes like this morning with your daughter. Do you hear me?”

To be Continued

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