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Steve and Kelly Dunn had been divorced for over a year. They were married for seven years before they divorced. Their marriage followed a 3 year courtship that was born in a Manhattan club. From there their relationship would continuously evolve throughout their ten years together. During those years they had two children, who were now seven and five respectively. Steve founded a small real estate firm shortly after he started to date Kelly. He formed the company with the help of a wealthy friend. Steve would later become a millionaire after a real estate boom overtook the city's real estate market. After he made his first million, Steve married the woman who once agreed to carry him financially while he invested his own money in his enterprise. Their marriage went well initially. Steve convinced Kelly to stay at home with their children after she had Karen, their first daughter. It seemed like the perfect American family as the next three years flew by. The wife was taking care of the children while the father provided for all. Alas, image rarely ever matches reality. Steve's job kept him away from his wife and children for long periods of time. He was barely ever home, and their two girls grew to realize that their father was not as hands on as their friends. It only got worse after Kelly divorced Steve. She claimed that he was inconsiderate of her and her children's needs during the divorce proceedings. Steve didn't contest the claim. Steve also gave Kelly almost everything she desired in the divorce proceedings. What Steve failed to provide was not financial, but emotional. He spent even less time with his children. He stood them up on more than one occasion to hang out with his friends in the real estate industry. Despite Kelly and her daughter's complaints to Steve, nothing seemed to get through to him. He needed to spend more time with his children, but he failed to realize it. Kelly could only stare sadly as their youngest, Courtney, looked at Steve with an unloving and vacant gaze as he made one of his rare visits. Kelly was pained by his actions, because she knew that Steve was not a bad person. He was just hardheaded. She also knew that her children were missing out on something special, and that she could not replace it. She tried to find an answer to the problem, but she could not find the right solution. Opportunity, however, would come to her door. As the screen door twisted on its rusted hinge, a knock was heard upon its metal frame. Kelly walked to the door and saw a face she hadn't seen in months. "Danielle!" Kelly exclaimed as she saw her longtime friend standing on her porch. "Hey, Kelly." "Come on in," Kelly excitedly remarked. "How are you, Kelly?" "I'm good. How are you?" "I'm doing all right. How are you kids?" "They're fine. How's Tricia?" "She's good. She was promoted to a management position." "Great. What have you been up to?" "I'm still working down at the office." "Does it still suck down there?" "Immeasurably, but it always paid the bills. How's Steve?" "I don't know. I haven't seen him in weeks. He's never around." "When is he coming by?" Danielle asked. "He's supposed to come here later today. He was supposed to be here for the whole weekend, but for some reason he said that he can't come tomorrow." "When was he here last?" "Late July." "So, he hasn't been here in a month?" "Yes." "You have to get him back for that." "How can I do that? It's not like I can force him to come here." "Maybe, but he is coming here today." "So?" Kelly responded. "Do you remember this?" Danielle asked as she held an odd coin in her hand. "I thought you got rid of that." "No, I thought I lost it years ago, but I found it last month in between two of those metal fins in the radiator." "Does it still work?" "Do you want me to take it for test drive?" "Please," Kelly answered. Danielle sat back and pictured Kelly in a bikini. "Wow, it hasn't lost its power," Kelly responded as she looked down at her bikini clad body. "You look good Kelly. Did you lose weight?" Danielle asked. "Thanks Dan," Kelly responded as she took hold of the coin. She looked down at her body and imagined that she was wearing jean shorts and a tank top. "So, what do you think I should do with this?" Kelly asked. "What do you think is the most fitting punishment?" Danielle responded. "I could turn him into me and trade lives with him for a week." "That really wouldn't help the kids," Danielle responded. "I could make him into a dog that the girls could play with." "Do you really want to clean up after a dog?" "Good point. Well, what is the right answer?" Kelly asked. "Turn him into a child. Make him into a six year old girl, and thus the perfect plaything for your girls." "Okay, but the girls still wouldn't know it was him." "True, but you can force his hand. You should threaten to track him down and turn him into a girl every weekend, if he doesn't come by more often." "You're right. This could be the answer." Danielle nodded her head at Kelly's statement. "Do you want a drink?" Kelly asked. "No, I'm good. I have to get going. I'm supposed to meet up with Tricia's family in Glen Cove." "Oh, you have to leave so soon." "Yes, I do, unfortunately." "Oh, that's too bad," Kelly said as Danielle turned and looked out the window. "Steve just pulled up," Danielle announced. "Oh, goody," Kelly responded with a mischievous grin. "You know, Kelly, you used to complain about my impish nature." "Well, those days are passed. I'm full heartedly endorsing such behavior." "Great! I'll inform your kids." "Umm... no, don't. Let's just keep this between you and me." Danielle smiled and said, "Sure." A knock was then heard upon the screen door. "Hello," Steve said as he stood before the door. "Come in, Steve," Kelly responded. "Hi, Kelly. Oh, hi, Danielle. I didn't expect to see you here." "Well, I'm leaving now anyway." "Oh, really. I would have really loved to chat with you." "Well, I got to go anyway, but Kelly can fill you in." "Oh, okay," Steve responded uncomfortably. "Bye, Kelly," Danielle said as she kissed Kelly on the cheek. "Bye, Dan," Kelly said as she released her from her hug. "Goodbye, Steve." "Bye, Danielle," Steve responded as Danielle walked out the front door. "So, Kelly, how are the girls?" Steve inquired. "You should know." "Come again." "I said that you should know, and you should, because they're your girls too." "Well, that's true, but they live with you." "Yes, and you could visit them regularly." "I would love to do that, but I just don't have the time." "Make time." "Look, the girls will understand when they're older that I did this for them." "Did what?" "I was out making money while their mother raised them. They'll understand that I had to make more money." "Why?" "Why? Why what?" "Why does your pursuit of wealth justify your absenteeism as a father?" "I don't have to take this. You can tell them that I'll come by on another weekend." "Hold it right there. You're not blowing off your kids anymore." "What? I'm not blowing them off! You're blowing me out the door." "You're going to spend more time with your kids. Do I make myself clear?" "I would love to, but I don't have the time. What are you not getting?" "If you don't put aside your personal and professional business for the weekend to make time for your daughters, I will find a way to make you." "You don't scare me. I pay child support. I pay alimony, and I leave you all in the lap of luxury. I have nothing to be ashamed off." "You really believe that. Don't you?" "You bet I do, and I'll come back on another weekend," Steve forcefully proclaimed. Kelly smirked at Steve as he walked towards the door. She clutched the coin, and she visualized him as a six girl. As Steve reached for the door, a sudden change overtook him. He stared at the door knob that was now at eye level. He turned to Kelly and screamed in a girlish voice, "What did you do to me?" "Mommy just turned you into a good girl, so that you could play with your sisters for a bit." "This isn't funny. Change me back!" "No!" "No! How can you leave me like this? You can't keep me like this forever." "You're right. I'm only going to keep you like this on weekends." "What?" "If you don't make time for them every week, I will hunt you down and make you spend time with them as their sister." "Okay, I relent. Now turn me back into a man." "No, you're staying like this for the weekend. I don't want you to think that I lack the guts to keep you like this." "Please, I'm begging you to change me back," Steve said as he dropped to his knees. "I'm sorry, but for this weekend, at least, you are their plaything. Furthermore, if you don't come back next weekend, you'll spend every weekend as their sister." Steve was ready to yell back at her, but his two daughters came into the room. "Mommy, when is our hair cut?" Karen asked. "Oh, I forgot about that. We have to go now." Steve looked on with a confused look. Kelly grabbed Courtney's hand and led her towards the front door. Kelly scooted Steve, Courtney, and Karen out the door, and she locked it. Kelly walked to the car and flung the right rear passenger door open. Steve looked in at the three booster seats that were set up on the backseat. Kelly lifted Courtney into one of the seats and secured her tightly. Kelly then turned and lifted Steve up and placed him into another booster seat. Steve breathed heavily as she placed him down. Kelly then adjusted the harnesses on Courtney and Steve's booster seats. Kelly stepped out of the car, and Karen hoped in. Karen sat in her booster seat and stared at her mother. Kelly then fixed the positioning of the seatbelt on Karen's frame. Kelly stepped into the car and started it. She drove off towards the beauty parlor. Steve began to understand the situation, and he snapped out of his momentary haze. He realized that he was being treated like a child. Steve began to start kicking at his booster seat as he tried to squirm out. Karen shot him an angry look and screamed, "Mommy, Stefi is kicking me." "I am not." Steve rebutted her statement. "Are too." "Am not." "Cut it out, girls, or you're not going to get supper tonight," Kelly interjected. Steve and Karen joined Courtney in silence until they pulled up in front of the beauty parlor. Kelly opened the rear car doors. Karen climbed out. Karen then stood by the door as Courtney was taking out of the car. Karen took Courtney by the hand, and then Kelly unlocked Steve's seatbelt. She placed him on the blacktop, and he walked over to where his daughters were standing. Kelly led the girls into the parlor. She walked up to the receptionist as the girls sat on the chairs that lined the front wall. The woman checked their appointments, and one of the women called Kelly over. Kelly walked towards her, and Kelly's children followed her. "So, what will it be for the girls today?" The stylist asked Kelly. "I'd like just a trim up for them." "Okay, which one of you little darlings wants to go first?" The stylist asked. Steve watched as Karen and Courtney threw up their hands. Steve remembered his own childhood experiences at the barbershop and thought, ?I never liked this as a child. In fact, I used to try to run away before they cut my hair.' The stylist looked down at the girls and said, "You first." Karen picked up Courtney and placed her in the chair. Karen looked dejected as she headed over one of the chairs along the wall. She sat down and picked up a Highlights magazine. Kelly walked over and took Steve behind the hand. She sat him on her lap as she sat on the chair next to Karen's. As Kelly reached for a magazine, another stylist called over and said, "I'll take the next one." "Okay, Karen, go over to the nice woman." "Okay, Mommy," she responded as she headed over to the other stylist. Karen smiled and climbed into the chair. Now it was just Steve and Kelly. "Do I have to do this?" Steve asked Kelly. "Of course, Stephanie, it's a part of life." "But it will be gone when you turn me back," Steve said quietly. "Yes, but for right now you're my darling daughter, and you will be treated as such," Kelly responded in a simple whisper into his ear. Steve remained silent until Courtney walked over and said, "Your turn." "Okay," Steve replied. He stood up and headed over to the stylist. Steve looked up to the stylist as he stood before her chair. She stared down at him and said, "Okay, up you go, cutie." Steve trembled as the older heavyset woman lifted him effortlessly into the booster seat that was placed on the stylist chair. She placed a black plastic covering over his body. She clipped it on behind his neck before she started to cut his hair. Steve watched as the woman pulled out a comb and scissors. She began to snip at his hair, and she asked him, "Are you ready back to school?" ?How would a child answerer', Steve wondered. He smiled as he said, "No." "Don't you want to see all your little friends?" "No, I see them when they come over to play." "What do you girls play with now, dolls, dress up, video games?" "We play them all." "You girls today are so lucky. We didn't have video games when I was a little girl. My friend's parents and mine didn't let us watch all that much TV either." "Why?" "They thought TV was only meant for them. Oh, you kids today are so lucky," she said again as she continued to snip his hair. "You're going to look so pretty when I'm done with you. My mommy used to cut my hair when I was a little girl, so I looked a bit ugly," the stylist continued to speak. ?The smallest fiddle plays only for you', Steve thought as the woman continued to cut his hair. She fell silent for a moment, and then she said, "There you go, precious. Don't you look pretty?" Steve glanced in the mirror and said, "Yes," in a forced joyful exclamation. The woman brushed the hair off of his face, and pulled the black plastic covering off of his body. Steve watched the hair drop to the floor. The woman then picked him up and placed him on the floor. He ran over to Kelly, who had remained seated by the door. Kelly looked down at him and said, "My! Don't you look pretty, dear!" Steve was not amused, and he pouted at his ex-wife's statement. Kelly stood up and paid both of the stylists. She tipped them appropriately, while Steve, Karen, and Courtney stood by the chairs in the front of the shop. Kelly walked back to them, and she placed them back in the car. As she turned the key in the ignition, she turned back to her daughters and asked, "Do you girls want to go and buy clothes for school?" "Ye...yes," Courtney stammered. "Yes, let's go," Karen screamed. Steve sadly nodded his head as the car drove off to the store. They reached the stores parking lot, and Kelly took them out of the car and led them into the store. Kelly took them into the girls department. They walked through the department, and Kelly looked down at them and said, "You can each get 6 skirt or pants outfits and 2 dresses. Karen and Stephanie, you two can look around without me, but don't talk to anyone and don't leave this department. I'm going to be walking around with Courtney." Steve and Karen nodded and walked through the department. Karen rushed ahead of Steve. She grabbed a pair of jeans off of the rack. She turned to Steve and asked, "Do you like these jeans, Stefi?" "What's with the pink sparkly butterfly and all of those bright pink sparkles?" "It's the design," Karen remarked as she rolled her eyes. "Oh, it's fine." Karen shook her head and continued to shop. She meticulously made her way through the racks. She pieced together six outfits without saying another word to Steve. Steve followed her around the department with the first six out fits he could piece together and two dresses. He kept shifting them over his little arms while Karen kept looking through the racks. Karen finished picking out her clothes, and then they ran over to Kelly with their clothing in hand. Karen asked, "Girls, give me the clothes you picked out?" Steve and Karen handed Kelly the clothes. She sorted them into a shopping cart. She looked down at the girls and said, "These were all good choices. Now let's see if they fit. They look like they will. Good eye, Stephanie." "What about me?" Karen asked. "You did well. Now follow me, girls," Kelly said. The girls followed Kelly as she led them in to the dressing room. Kelly took out the clothes and handed them down to Karen and Steve. She brought Courtney's clothes into one of the stalls. Kelly left the stall, and told Steve to go into the neighboring booth. Steve carried his clothes into the stall while Karen and Courtney shared another. Steve grabbed the turquoise crochet-trimmed shirt and put it on. He then placed the green and pink striped cotton peasant skirt on his body. He looked down at the girly outfit that rested on his equally girlish body. He turned around to check his appearance in the stall's mirror. He was shocked by how thorough the transformation had been. It was the first chance he had to really look in the mirror, and he could not even recognize himself. He froze for a minute. He pulled at his long brown ponytail as he stared at his face. He ran his hand along his narrow nose and his thin eyebrows. He looked at his lips. He glanced at how the outfit fell on his small body and almost burst into tears. He stared at himself for over minute. Kelly called in to him, "Stephanie, are you all right in there?" He pulled himself away from the mirror and said, "Yes, Mommy. I'll be right out." Steve opened the door and walked out. Kelly, Karen and Courtney looked him over, and he saw that his girls were showing off their clothing. He tried to follow suit by twirling a bit, but it made him dizzy. "Don't spin like that, Stephanie. You're not at home," Kelly stated. "Look, Stefi, you twirl like this," Karen stated. Steve looked at Karen, and then glanced at Kelly. Steve watched Kelly nod her head at him. Steve started to twirl for Kelly. "You're just so precious," Kelly said. Steve bit his lip. Kelly smiled and said, "I think each of your outfits is beautiful. Go and try on another." Steve turned around and entered the stall. He changed into a floral patterned sleeveless sundress. He pulled at the ruffled trim at hem and the ribbon tie that ran along his waist. He walked out, and Kelly gave him a thumbs up. He then walked back in and tried on the rest of the clothes. Each of his outfits met with an approving nod from Kelly. He changed back into his old clothes, and Kelly announced, "Girls, grab your clothes and follow me." The girls grabbed their new clothing and followed Kelly to the register. The clothes were put on the counter, and the cashier rang them up. Kelly paid for the clothes, and the girls headed back to the car. Steve, Karen, and Courtney each lugged a shopping bag with their small arms. Kelly packed the car up, and she placed the girls in their seats. She put the car in drive and drove towards their house. They arrived home around 4 o'clock. Kelly led them into the house. She turned to her girls, as she closed the front door behind her, and said, "Go play in the playroom for a bit. I have to cook dinner." Karen and Courtney nodded at their mother's statement. Steve stared blankly at Kelly until Karen grabbed him by the hand. She dragged him into the playroom. Karen looked down at her sisters and asked, "What do you want to play?" "Let's be princesses," Courtney yelled. "Watch TV," Steve replied. "I like princess too. That's it," Karen said. "I'm not playing," Steve said. "Yes you are," Karen stated. "No, I'm not!" Steve proclaimed while he thought, ?Leave me alone. I'm daddy. I'm the boss.' Courtney, meanwhile, had pulled out three dresses from the costume trunk. "Here, Karen," she said as she handed Karen her favorite dress. "Thanks," Karen replied as she took the blue and white ballerina's dress from her sister. She placed it on the couch, and she turned back to look at Steve. He refused to take the yellow Belle princess dress from Courtney. "Put on the dress, Stefi," Karen screamed. "No!" "Put it on," Karen shrieked again. Steve grabbed the dress out of Courtney's hands and threw it at Karen. He then screamed, "I'm not playing." Karen stomped her foot. She moved behind the curtain and changed into her dress. Courtney followed her sister behind the curtain. Karen helped her sister put her dress on. Steve watched Karen step out from behind the curtain in her dress. She looked at him with a scowl. She stomped up to him and shouted, "Put on that dress, now!" "No!" Steve screamed as he pushed Karen. She almost fell over, but she was able to regain her balance. She ran back towards Steve and knocked him to the ground and demanded, "Stefi, put on the dress now." Tears streamed through Steve's eyes. Steve bit his lip and screamed, "I'm your daddy. I will not be talked to like this, or pushed around by you." "You're not my daddy." "Am too." "Are not." "Stefi's crazy," Courtney interjected. "Am not," Steve screamed. Karen and Courtney ran into the kitchen and grabbed at their mother's leg. Karen screamed at her mother, "Stefi keeps saying that she's daddy!" "Well, girls, you know that's not true." "She keeps saying it," Karen stated. "Well, girls, go wash up for dinner, and I'll take care of Stephanie." "Thanks, Momma," Courtney responded as Karen took her by the hand and dragged her into the bathroom. Kelly walked into the playroom. She silently closed the door behind her. "Stephanie, come over here," she forcefully yelled. Steve walked over and looked up with a fiercely angry expression on his face. "Missy, what do you think you're doing? Why are you telling your sisters that you're their father?" "I am their father." "Listen, missy, I have had with your negative attitude today." "Then maybe you should change me back." "Listen, Stephanie, if you don't behave, I'm going to have to punish you." "Oh, no, what could you do to me that you haven't already done?" Steve asked in a derisive tone. Kelly's face grew red. She grabbed hold of Steve's tiny arm, and she threw him across her lap as she sat down on the couch. Steve began to flail his arms, and he screamed, "Put me down." Kelly pulled her hand back, and she smacked him on his butt. Tears filled his eyes. Steve burst into hysterics as pain and humiliation overtook him. "Why...," he managed to say through the tears as Kelly placed him back on the floor. "Because you're a bad girl, and this is what happens to bad girls. Do you understand?" "Uh, hah," he responded as the tears began to subside. "Now, are you going to place nice with your sisters?" "Yes," he responded as he bowed his head. "Good girl. Now, go and wash up and come to dinner," Kelly responded. She opened the door, and Steve ran out and headed for the bathroom. Steve walked in and climbed up onto the single plastic step that was placed before the vanity. He quickly washed his hands with a bar of dove soap. He dried his hands on the green hand towel hanging on the wall, and he stepped off of the footstep and headed to the dinner table. Steve climbed up onto his chair and sat at the table. Kelly walked in and placed a chicken on the table. Kelly placed a piece of chicken on Karen's plate, and then put a portion of it on Steve's. He looked for a knife as Kelly served Courtney, but he only had a fork. "Mommy, where's my knife?" He asked. Karen snickered as Kelly looked at him dispassionately and said, "Little girls don't get knives." Steve wanted to kick himself for asking that question. He put his head down as Kelly started to cut up Karen's dinner. Kelly then reached over and cut up Steve's chicken into small pieces. Steve started to eat his chicken as Kelly began to cut up Courtney's chicken. Steve looked over at Karen while she mimed being spanked. Steve wanted to punish her, but knew he could not. Kelly saw what Karen was doing out of the corner of her eye. Kelly suddenly yelled, "Karen, stop that!" Karen put her head down and started to eat their meal. They ate for a little while, and Karen looked at Steve and stuck her tongue out at him. Steve's face bunched as he looked at the mangled food in her mouth. Steve put his head down, and they finished eating their dinners. Kelly looked down at her girls and said, "Girls, carry your plates to the sink." They all got up from the table and walked towards the sink. Kelly stood before the sink and took the plates from their hands and started to rinse them off. Courtney and Karen walked into the playroom. Steve followed the two girls into the room. He entered the playroom as Karen turned on the TV. They stared at the television for over an hour. Steve's mind kept wandering, because the show failed to hold his attention. Steve watched the clock and saw an hour progress slowly. As the clock struck 8, he thought, ?I'm not doing this again.' Kelly walked into the room a few minutes later and said, "Come on girls, it is bed time." "Do we have to?" Karen asked. "Yes." "Can we have a few more minutes, please?" Karen continued. "No." "Please, Mommy," Courtney interjected. "No. Now, get up stairs and get ready for bed." The girls ran up the stairs and Steve followed them closely. They scampered into the upstairs bathroom. They all grabbed their toothbrushes. They each took turns putting the toothpaste on the brush and spitting in the sink. They finished and headed towards their rooms. Steve froze as Karen and Courtney walked into their bedrooms. There were only 3 bedrooms in the house. He realized that he had to share a bedroom with one of his girls. He tried to peer into both rooms. He tried to see if there were two beds in one of the rooms, but he couldn't get the right angle. Suddenly, he felt two hands on his sides. Kelly lifted Steve off the floor, and she said, "Dear, don't you know where your bedroom is?" "No." "It's in Karen's room," she whispered. "Can you change me back now?" He asked softly. "No," she answered. Kelly carried Steve into Karen's room and placed him in a single bed. Steve stared at the Barbie comforter, which Kelly drew up his small body. Kelly bent down and kissed him. She then walked over and kissed Karen. She shut off the bedroom light as she walked out. Steve glanced at the orange nightlight before sleep overtook him. Steve woke up at seven the next morning. He tried to go back to sleep, but he could not. He did not know why. He usually slept to around 10 on Sundays. He looked around with his bright brown eyes and stared at Karen. Her eyes opened, and she hoped out of bed and ran out of the room. Steve jumped out his bed and hurried down the stairs. Karen and Steve went into the playroom and turned on the TV. Kelly walked in a few minutes later. She looked at them with a smile on her face. She walked into the kitchen and whipped up breakfast. She called in to them, "Girls, breakfast is ready." Karen and Steve climbed into their chairs and ate their breakfast. They finished, and Courtney walked in. She started to eat her breakfast while Karen and Steve walked back towards the playroom. Kelly called them back into the kitchen and asked, "Girls, do you want to go to the beach today?" "Yes," Courtney shouted. "Yes," Karen exclaimed. "Sure," Steve said. "Karen, go and get dressed. Then I want you to grab three towels and place them in my beach bag." "Yes, Mommy." "Stephanie, go and change into your bathing suit." "Where is it?" "It's in the top draw of your pink dresser." "Oh, right," Steve remarked in his high pitched voice. Steve walked up to his room and looked at his bathing suit selection. He had three suits in the draw. He picked one of them up. He undressed and pulled the pink and white stripped bathing suit up onto his body. Karen walked in and handed him a pair of orange flip flops. He placed them on and followed her down the stairs. Steve sauntered into the kitchen and saw that Courtney was already dressed. Karen smiled at Courtney when she looked at her. Karen continued to walk through the kitchen, and she walked over to her mother and gave her the towels. Kelly placed them in the bag and asked, "Do any of you need to use the bathroom?" They all shook their heads, and Kelly said, "Okay, let's go." The girls followed Kelly out to the car. Kelly placed them into the car. She drove them to the beach. They arrived at the beach at 11:46 a.m. Kelly lifted Courtney out of the car, and Karen and Steve stepped onto the pavement. Steve looked for the entrance to the beach, but he couldn't see it. Steve felt the stifling heat, and he turned towards Kelly. Kelly unloaded the car and opened up her beach bag. She handed a towel to each of the girls, and she carried a small cooler, bag, blanket, and a beach chair. Karen ran in front of her mother and Steve followed. Courtney stayed by her mother's side while Kelly lugged her beach supplies down the quarter mile stretch that led to the beach's entrance. Steve began to sweat as they reached the entrance. They walked down a wooden ramp and hit the sand. Steve cringed when he felt the burning sand kick up onto his feet as he walked down the beach. Kelly led the girls to a spot on the sand. The girls each took hold of the blanket, and they laid it down over the sand. They all placed their towels on the blanket, and Kelly placed her bag, cooler, and beach chair on it. The girls sat on the blanket, and Karen asked, "Mommy, can we go in the water?" "Sure, Courtney, Stephanie, do you want to go in?" "Yes," Courtney responded exuberantly. "No," Steve answered. "Why not?" Karen asked. "I just don't want to." "Come on, Stefi, come in with us," Karen said. "No, I want to stay with mommy," Steve said with a smile. "Okay, freak," Karen said with a laugh. Steve turned and looked at Kelly. He watched Karen run down to the water. Steve laughed as Courtney scuttled behind her. Steve smiled as his two girls started to play in the small waves that crashed upon the shore. Steve looked at Kelly and asked, "When did she start saying freak?" "She saw it on the TV a couple of weeks ago. I've tried to get her to stop saying it, but so far nothing's worked." "Oh." "You know, they've missed you." "Oh." "Yes, Karen told me that you were a jerk." "Really? What did Courtney say?" "She doesn't say much about you." "Why?" "She's young. She doesn't have that many memories of you." "I'll have to change that." "You bet you do. Do you believe in being given a second chance? "Not usually." "Well, I'm giving you one right now. This isn't punishment. This is an opportunity. I never wanted it to come to this, but maybe now you'll give them the attention they deserve." Steve cast his head so low that his chin touched his chest. He started to ponder what he had been told, but then a middle aged walked by and said, "Kelly!" "Liz, how are you?" "I'm great. Yourself?" "I'm doing fine." "What, are you here with your girls, Kelly?" "Yes. You remember Stephanie, right?" "Of course I do. How are you, dear?" "I'm fine," Steve said as he forced himself to answer politely. "Where are your other girls?" "They're playing in the water. They're right there. Can you see them?" "Oh, yes. Courtney seems to have gotten taller." "Yes. Well, they've all grown." "What's the matter with you Stephanie? Don't you want to play with your sisters?" "I don't like the water." "I can understand that. I was a real prissy girl like you, but I got over that when I got older. You'll probably grow out of it too." Steve wanted to shout at her that he was not a prissy girl, but he knew that he had to act respectfully. Steve looked up and said, "Yup." Kelly laughed at the embarrassed expression on Steve's little face. Liz looked at Kelly and asked, "How have your girls been?" "They've been fine. They're upset that the summer is ending, but that's nothing out of the ordinary." "Oh, I know. Stephanie, don't you like school? You get to see all your little friends again. Don't you princess?" Steve was tired of being talked down to, so he decided to act differently. He replied, "Well, I don't categorically dislike school. I find the teachers repugnant and my classmates delightful, but sometimes irritating. Furthermore, I'm more of a princess when I'm at home." Liz's jaw dropped, and she turned to Kelly and said, "That girls a genius. You should have her IQ tested." "I'll get right on that," Kelly responded with a smile. "No, I'm serious. You should. She could be a once in a lifetime talent." "She already is in my book." "Well, anyway, do you ever hear from your ex-husband?" "No." "That's terrible. I always knew Felipe was a horrible person." ?Felipe?' Steve thought. "He's not that bad," Karen responded. She began to wonder if the coin had changed her daughters, since it changed their father. "I know that he left you all of his money, but he ran away and left you to raise your three kids alone." "Yes, but he left enough money to raise them. This is really not the right time to be talking about this," Kelly responded as she tilted her head towards Steve. "Oh, of course. Well, I leave you two girls alone. It was good to see you Kelly. Bye, bye cutie pie," Liz added as she bent down and kissed Steve's cheek. "Goodbye, Liz. What do you say Stephanie?" "Bye, Liz," Steve said with a forced smile. "Bye, girls," she replied as she walked away. Steve laid down on the blanket for a couple of minutes. Kelly then poked him. "What was that for?" he asked. Kelly pointed at Karen and Courtney. They were walking back to the blanket. They stood next to Steve, and Karen asked, "Stefi, do you want to build a sandcastle with us." "Sure," Steve responded as he stood up and followed the girls towards the water. Steve helped the girls build a sandcastle. He ran down to the water and picked up clumps of wet sand and helped the girls mold it. He helped them dig a moat, and Courtney ran up the beach and got her mother. Kelly walked down and looked at the castle and praised their work. She then looked at the girls and said, "Girls, would you like your lunch's now?" They all nodded their heads and ran up to the blanket. Kelly opened up the cooler and handed them each a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a juice box. They ate their lunches as the tide washed away their castle. Karen finished her lunch and asked Steve, "Do you want to go in now?" "Okay," Steve replied. Karen and Steve raced towards the water while Courtney scampered far behind. Steve jumped under the water and pushed himself up. Karen and Courtney did the same. Karen started to splash Steve. Steve splashed her back, and Courtney tried to stay out of it. They finished playing in the water and headed up towards the blanket. Kelly looked down at them and asked, "Would you like to go now?" Steve nodded, but Karen and Courtney shook their heads. Steve saw this and said, "We have to get home, so that you can cook dinner for us before it gets too late." Karen shot Steve a disgruntled look, and Courtney put her head down. Kelly agreed with Steve, so they packed up their things and headed back to the car. Kelly wiped the sand off the girls and helped them into the vehicle. She finished placing everything in the car, and she drove them home. The girls got out of the car after they reached their home. Kelly took a hose out and washed the girls down in the backyard. They dried off and walked back to the car and pulled out their stuff. Steve and Courtney carried their towels into the house. Kelly and Karen carried in the rest of the stuff in. Steve and Karen walked back into the backyard. They started to look around. Courtney walked out and asked Steve, "Stefi, will you play Barbie's with me?" "No." "Please," she asked. "Come on, Stefi, play with her," Karen interjected. "No, I don't want to," Steve said as he threw up his arms. Steve's hand caught Courtney's face and she fell down. She started to cry. "I'm sorry," Steve said to Courtney. "Don't be mean to her," Karen exclaimed as she shoved Steve down onto the muddy lawn. Steve's knee jammed into a rock and started to bleed. He began to cry, and Kelly ran outside and asked, "What's going on out here?" Karen shouted, "Stefi, hit Courtney, and I knocked her down." "You knocked Stephanie down," Kelly exclaimed. "Yes, Mommy," Karen said as Steve tried to wipe the tears out of his eyes. Courtney stopped crying and stood up and said, "Stefi hit me, Mommy." "Stephanie, get over here and explain yourself." "I didn't mean to hit her. I just threw up my hands and hit her by accident." "Karen, is that true?" "I think so," Karen replied. "Oh, look at that cut on your knee, Stephanie. Karen, take Courtney into the playroom. I have to clean Stephanie's cut." Kelly took Steve by the hand. She led Steve into the bathroom and took out a bottle of peroxide. Steve cringed as the liquid stung his knee. Kelly looked down at him and asked, "Would you like the Barbie band aid, or the ones with the little yellow dinosaurs on them?" "Dinosaurs, please," Steve answered with a smile. "Okay, dear," she replied as she placed the band aid on his knee. Steve stared up at her adoringly. He wondered, ?How could she possibly still be so good natured? She's so nice to me.' "Are you enjoying your weekend?" Kelly asked. "Yes," Steve responded. "Okay, go out and play with the girls," Kelly said as she put everything away. "Sure," Steve responded. He headed out into the kitchen. He walked into the playroom and looked at Karen and Courtney. Courtney looked up at him and asked, "Do you want to play hide and seek." "Okay," Steve replied. "Do you want to look first, or do you want to hide?" Karen asked. "I'll look first." Courtney giggled with delight. Steve looked to her and said, "I'll give you guys until the count of 10." Steve closed his eyes. He heard the girls scurry away. He finished counting and turned around. He started to look through the room. He opened up the closet, but no one was in it. He walked over to the couch and looked behind it. There was Karen. She smiled as Steve looked at her. She got up and sat on the couch. Steve looked next to the couch, and then he looked near the TV stand. He then looked in the toy chest, but she was not there. He walked over to the costume filled toy chest and opened the lid. Courtney exclaimed, "You found me." "I sure did," Steve replied as he helped her out. "Girls, dinner's almost ready. Let's go. You have to wash up," Kelly called in. Karen and Courtney ran towards the bathroom while Steve lumbered behind them. Kelly whisked Steve off of the ground, and she brought him into the den. They were alone in the room. Kelly stared at Steve as he pulled at his bating suit. "Have you learned your lesson?" "Yes." "Will you come and visit them more often? Will you make time for them?" "Yes, I will." Kelly stared down at Steve and transformed him back into a middle aged man. Steve smiled at Kelly. Kelly looked at the enjoyment on his face and said, "Remember, dear, if you don't come back next weekend, you'll be spending all of your weekends here as your daughters' playmate." "I'll be here next weekend. I'll be here whenever you want me to be here." "You can come over whenever you want to, Steve." "Good. Can I stay over tonight?" Kelly blinked and said, "Sure. I'll set a place for you." "Thanks," Steve replied. He walked into the dinning room, and Kelly heard the girls exclaim, "Daddy! Daddy!" Karen ran into the den and yelled to Kelly, "Mommy, Daddy's here." "I know sweetie. He came over for dinner." They all went back into the dinning room and ate their supper. Kelly looked at Steve as he helped her cut up the children's food. She was also almost perplexed by the barrage of affectionate looks that he shot at her. He stayed over and helped put the girls to bed. He read Courtney a bedtime story before he tucked her in. He then did the same for Karen. Kelly watched it all with a grin on her face. Steve closed Karen's bedroom door after he and Kelly had left the room. Kelly looked at him and asked, "Do you want to spend the night?" Steve nodded and walked into the master bedroom. They both climbed into the bed. Steve placed his arm around Kelly's soft left shoulder. The two went to sleep, and Steve still could not stop smiling. The next morning Kelly woke up and found that Steve had already left for work. She lumbered out of bed, and she feared the worse. She trifled through her purse, but nothing was missing. The coin was still inside of it. Her fears disappeared in an instant. She spent her day with her children. She made them breakfast and got Courtney dressed as the morning continued. She then took them out to the store to buy them a new pair of sneakers for school. The girls walked out of the store after buying a couple of outfits, and they headed towards the Burger King on the other side of the plaza. Kelly heard her phone buzz. She pulled it out of her pocket and she stared at the text message, "Miss you....love you....call me. Steve." She smiled and called him. Steve answered the phone, and she said, "Come on over tonight. You can stay every night." "Thank you," Steve responded. "We'll talk tonight. I'm out with the girls right now." "Okay, dear." "Bye, Steve." "Bye, Kelly." Kelly hung up the phone and tossed it into her purse. The phone slammed into the bottom of her pocketbook. The impact launched the coin out of her handbag. The coin hit the grey cement walkway, and Karen stared at it for a second. Kelly reached her hand down, and Karen grabbed her hand. Courtney took Kelly's other hand, and the happy family sauntered down the sidewalk.