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Even if you don't have children," Beth continued, "I certainly will.
When they visit their Aunt Jenny, I would appreciate your returning
them to me in the same condition in which you got them."
Their Aunt Jenny! Beth's simple expression of love, support and
confidence brought tears to me eyes.
"Jenny, really," Beth broke the mood, "there are easier ways to put
salt in the water. She moved to the stove, turned the handle so it was
not sticking out and then came over and gave me a hug.
Having dinner with my sisters was fun. Beth told us about her
cheerleading and Susie said that she wanted to be a cheerleader too.
Beth offered to teach her some cheers. I kidded Beth by insisting that
I wanted to be included in the lesson, but only if I could wear her
cute outfit. Beth agreed, provided I let her take pictures of my debut.
I told her that I didn't think Jenny was ready for a modeling career.
We all laughed. After dinner, the team of sisters made a quick job of
cleaning up the kitchen.
"Susie," said 'Miss I'm-in-charge', although I now realized that she
deserved the job, "we need to get that makeup off, it's not good for
your delicate skin, and you need to take a bath after playing in the
park. Let's go up to Mom's bathroom and see if I can find some makeup
remover. Jenny, you should come too and I'll show you how to do it."
We all trooped upstairs and Beth rummaged around in Mom's medicine
cabinet and vanity.
"Aha!" she exclaimed, "cold cream." Holding up the blue jar, she said
to me, "I have no idea why they call it 'cold cream.' It is a cream,"
she unscrewed the top and showed me something white and smooth inside.
"I guess you put it on right from the jar, so it feels cold. Whatever,"
she shrugged.
Beth took some of the cream on her fingers and began to rub it over
Susie's face, until she had a white mask.
"You don't use it on your eyes," she explained. "There is a special eye
makeup remover." She showed me a small bottle of clear oil. "Jenny, get
me the bag of cotton balls under the vanity, please, and give me one."
I followed her directions and found a plastic bag full of big, puffy
cotton balls. I took one out and handed it to her. She unscrewed the
top of the eye makeup bottle and moistened the cotton ball, then held
it against Susie's right eye. After a minute, she began to rub and I
could see the color coming off on the cotton ball. She took another
cotton ball and repeated the process on Susie's other eye. When the eye
makeup was off, she took some tissues and began to wipe off the cream
using circular motions. Finally, she brought Susie over to the sink and
had her rinse off her face with hot water. Beth gave Susie a final
inspection and nodded her approval.
"I have a neat idea, Susie," Beth said enthusiastically. "I need to
shower and wash my hair too. How about if we both hop in Mom's shower?"
"Sure," agreed Susie, adding, "can we all take a shower together?"
Beth and I looked at each other and smiled.
"No, Susie," I explained patiently. "When it comes to showers in this
family, you two are company and three's a crowd when it's me. Besides,
I still need to take my makeup off and one of us should listen for the
phone, in case Mom needs to reach us. You two go ahead. I'll take the
makeup remover into our bathroom and grab a shower after you're done.
Leave me some hot water, please."
I picked up what I needed and left, closing the door behind me. When I
got to our bathroom, I followed the routine Beth had shown me, starting
with the cream mask, then my eyes and finishing by washing my face. I
did it twice, just to make doubly sure that there was no trace of the
makeup left when I went to school tomorrow. I listened for the phone,
but it didn't ring. By the time I was finished, I heard Beth and Susie
coming down the hall.
"Okay, you two. I'm hopping in the shower. Nothing from Mom so far," I
told them.
"Okay, Jenny," replied Beth. I'm going to get Susie into her PJ's and
then start on my homework. I'll see you downstairs."
"Will you play with me after your shower, Jenny? Please. Pretty please.
We can do whatever you want," Susie bargained.
"Sorry, Sis," but I still have a lot of homework to do and, besides, I
played with you all afternoon."
"Uh, uh. You played with me and Kelly. That's not the same as playing
just with me," she argued.
"Nice try, but, tell you what. When it's time for bed, I'll read you a
story. Deal?"
"I guess," Susie conceded.
About a half hour later, a clean and much less feminine Jenny headed
for the kitchen. I didn't even bother with a nightgown, just my old
pajamas. When I entered, Beth looked surprised.
"What?" I kidded her. "Haven't you ever seen a girl in pajamas before?"
As usual, Beth got in the last word. "Yes, but as I recall her pajamas
buttoned the opposite way and didn't have a fly. Have you been raiding
your brother's wardrobe again? Shame on you. What will Mom say when she
finds out her daughter wants to dress like a boy?"
"Oh, no, Beth," I went along with the joke, "please don't tell Mom on
me. I'll be a good girl, I promise. From now on I'll only wear your
clothes."
That got her.
"Hmm, on second thought, you do look pretty cute in boy's clothes.
Maybe I was too hasty." We both laughed as I sat down next to her and
took out my homework.
I lost track of time until Beth interrupted by telling me she was going
upstairs to get Susie ready for bed.
"Let me know when you're done and I'll come up and make good on my
promise to read her a bedtime story."
About ten minutes later, Beth came down and I went up. After I finished
reading to Susie and got her tucked in, I went back down to the
kitchen. At about 9:00, we heard a car pull up. I started to get up,
but Beth grabbed my arm."
"Hold on, Sis. Let Mom have some privacy."
I rolled my eyes and made a face. "C'mon Beth, Mom and Mr. Kenneth are
not smooching on the porch."
Beth smiled. "Maybe not, but how would you like it if you came home
from a date and Mom was standing at the door waiting for you?"
"You're asking the wrong girl that question," I answered her.
She broke out laughing.
A few minuets later, the front door opened and Mom came in carrying an
armload of bags. She put them down as Beth and I rushed over to hug
her.
"Well, don't keep us in suspense. Tell us every little detail. Where
did you go? What did you do? What did you buy?" Beth said excitedly.
Mom smiled.
"Patience girls. I'm used to being on my feet all day, but this was
exhausting. Kenneth is tireless. He took me to about half a dozen
boutiques and the owners and staff fell all over themselves to help us.
Honestly, I felt more like royalty than a mother on a shopping spree.
Then he took me to this Italian restaurant. I mean a real Italian
Italian restaurant and he spoke to the chef and waiter in Italian. We
had the most delicious meal and a bottle of wine. Mom sighed."
Beth and I looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
"Anyway," Mom went on, "I have to get up early for work. I don't know
what possessed me to stay out so late on a Sunday night. Oh, my, I have
been babbling about my day and haven't asked you about yours."
Beth started to tell her, but Mom interrupted her.
"Actually, if curiosity won't kill the kittens, I really need to take a
bath. Beth, would you be a dear and run one for me with some bath
salts. They're in the bottle next to the tub. I want to relax and then
we can chat. And Jenny, would you help me take the bags up to my room
please. Can you girls wait?"
"Sure, Mom," Beth assured her, "that's fine. We had a nice day too and
we'll tell you all about it when you're ready."
We all headed upstairs. I put the packages on the bed, along with the
ones Mom brought up, while Beth went into the bathroom to fill the tub.
I could hear the water running and, after a couple of minutes, the
flowery aroma of the bath salts drifted into the room. Beth came out
and we left Mom to get undressed.
Since we had nothing better to do while we waited, we went back to the
kitchen and continued doing our homework. About a half hour later, Mom
appeared in the doorway in her bathrobe, with her hair up.
"How about a nice cup of cocoa?" she asked.
"Sure," we both replied.
Mom put some milk into a sauce pan and put it on the stove. I noticed
that she did just as Beth had instructed, turning the burner on after
the pan covered it and turning the pot's handle sideways, so it was
over the stove.
"Well done," I complimented Mom.
She gave me a puzzled look.
We made mac and cheese for dinner and Beth gave me a lesson in kitchen
safety," I explained.
"Oh, how nice. I'm glad you girls are so helpful to each other. It
really is a comfort to know that I can leave you on your own. Thank you
for giving me such a lovely day."
By then, the milk was heated and she added it to two cups into which
she had spooned cocoa from a container. She brought the steaming drinks
over to the kitchen table and sat down. As we sipped, Mom picked up
where she left off.
"Now, I want to hear everything that you girls did today."
I nodded at Beth to begin. She went over our going to the park with
Mrs. Johnson and Kelly, including our running into my old gang, Kelly
spending the afternoon with us, the makeovers and our dinner.
Mom focused on the park incident.
"You don't think there will be a problem with those boys, do you
Jenny?"
"I doubt it. They didn't seem to catch on." I shrugged. "Why should
they. They never met Susie and Beth before, so they didn't know that
they're my sisters, and, with Mr. Kenneth's help, I don't think I
looked much like the guy they used to hang out with. Anyway, they can't
prove it. Even if they did try to make trouble, it's their word against
mine. You'd back me up, Mom, wouldn't you? You'd say I was home all
day, right?
Mom paused.
"No, I wouldn't. It's wrong to lie. You know that and, whatever the
consequences, you can't start your life as Jenny based on dishonesty.
We always knew that there was a chance you'd be recognized. It was
bound to happen sooner or later. We will just have to deal with it. Do
you understand?" Mom asked hopefully.
"Yes, Mom, I do. You're right. I shouldn't hide behind you. Whatever
happens, I will deal with it."
Mom shook her head.
"No, honey, we will deal with it," she corrected me, emphasizing the
'we'.
"Yes," insisted Beth, "we will deal with it," emphasizing the 'we'.
"Now then," Mom said, changing the subject before things got too
emotional, "would you like to hear about my day?"
Beth and I nodded enthusiastically.
"Well, we started out going to this cute little uptown boutique. They
had the most beautiful clothes. I must have spent an hour trying on
things. Kenneth was very patient. If I wasn't on a budget, I would have
bought out the store. As it was, we picked out a lovely skirt and
blouse. Then we went to more boutiques. By the time we were finished, I
had two more skirts, two tops and a dress. Then we shopped for shoes
and, Kenneth insisted on a new pocket book. Everything coordinates, so
I can mix and match to make a wardrobe. I never paid much attention to
putting outfits together. I just saw something I liked and bought it.
Kenneth has such a good eye for colors and styles. I would never have
been able to do it without him, especially because all of his friends
insisted on giving us big discounts, so I just about doubled my
budget."
"Beth and I listened in fascination to Mom's account of her day."
"Go on, Mom," encouraged Beth, "what about the night?"
"Well," Mom continued, "like I told Jenny on the phone, we didn't stop
for lunch, so when we finished shopping, Kenneth asked me if I would
like to have dinner with him. We went to this charming Italian
restaurant and had the most delicious meal. I really didn't want to
drink, but the owner sent over a complimentary bottle of wine. It would
have been rude to refuse and I couldn't let Kenneth drink alone, so I
joined him," Mom said with a giggle, which is something I had never
heard her do before. "Then after dinner, he brought me home. He was a
perfect gentleman," she assured us. "End of story."
"Can we see what you bought, Mom, please?" asked Beth.
"Sure, honey, lets go upstairs and take the items out of the bags. I
should hang them up anyway, before they get wrinkled."
We went through all the clothes. We complimented Mom on her selection
and Beth wanted Mom to model, but she was too tired. We helped her hang
the new clothes in her closet. It was late and we all had to get up
early, so we said goodnight. As we were leaving, Beth remembered that
Mom said she bought a dress, but we hadn't seen it.
"Oh, the dress. It needed some tailoring, so the boutique is having it
done. Kenneth said he would pick it up for next weekend."
Mom put her hand to her mouth.
"Oh my, I almost forgot, Kenneth invited me to the ballet next Saturday
night. He has season tickets. The man never ceases to surprise me."
Beth and I looked at each other. He never ceased to surprise us either.
"Mom," Beth complained. "Really. You forgot to tell us that you have
another date with Mr. Kenneth?"
"Yes, dear, sorry," Mom said with a smile, but this time not denying
that it was a date. "I forgot that I had to tell my children all about
my social life. I will try not to be so thoughtless in the future. I
assume that you will share the details of yours with me as well," Mom
teased.
"Every detail," I quickly agreed, before Beth could answer.
That got a laugh from both of them.
"I'm sorry, Mom," Beth apologized. Then, demonstrating her obsession
with clothes, she added, "do you have an LBD?"
"LBD?" I questioned her. "Is that like a VPL?"
Mom and Beth both laughed.
"No, LBD is girl talk for a little black dress. It's a basic item for
any woman's wardrobe. You can dress it up with accessories and jewelry
for fancy affairs or keep it simple for less formal occasions," Beth,
the fashion expert, explained.
"That's what's being tailored," Mom disclosed with a smile, "and, so
that you don't lose any sleep worrying about it, there are black silk
pumps to match," she added, looking at Beth. "The high heels they had
killed my feet and they didn't have my size in a mid heel, so they're
on order. The owner said he will give them to Kenneth for me."
Beth and I went over and kissed Mom goodnight. She kissed us back and
we left. Beth and I said goodnight to each other and went to our rooms.
I snuggled down under my covers, thinking of the wonderful day filled
with makeup lessons, playing girls' games and spending time with my
sisters, hoping to have pretty dreams of dressing up in my own LBD, as
I drifted off to sleep.
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