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Terrific Thursday: Twenty-Five Years Later
By Heather St. Claire
Stephanie Pangborn checked her watch for the second time. Her son Marty
was running late. That didn't surprise or trouble her; Marty had a
pretty busy life these days, with a wife and three children (and a
grandchild due in a few weeks), plus a thriving auto body repair shop to
run. She was waiting in an upscale Italian restaurant that had opened
the year before. Stephanie loved the place, and feared it might be a bit
too upscale for the town of Hubbard, but the community had embraced the
place.
She looked the restaurant over with the eye of a professional; she had
earned that designation through twenty-five years of on-the-job
experience with her husband Erwin, building a small regional drive-in
chain called Bikini Burger. No Marty yet; she took the opportunity to
pull her compact out of her Dooney and Bourke handbag and give herself a
once-over. Her makeup was fine; she also had to have a look at her hair,
as she was worried that her roots should be starting to show any day
now. No one except her hair dresser knew just yet that her blonde hair
was no longer completely natural. Stephanie was fifty-four years old,
and she realized it was becoming an increasing challenge to hold onto
her looks. Good, she thought. No gray showing yet.
Just as she deposited the compact back in her bag, Stephanie saw Marty
Miller entering the restaurant. She smiled; she was so proud of the
challenges that he had overcome to become the successful businessman and
happy family man he was today. She stood up to give him a hug. ?Hello
son,? she said, followed by a ?Thank you? as he held her chair for her.
Marty thought his mother looked great. She was wearing a light blue
boyfriend jacket, a multicolored top, designer jeans, and classic black
pumps. Her pale red lipstick and nail polish matched perfectly; her
silver earrings, necklace and bracelet were precisely coordinated. Even
when his mother was dressing casual, she was always feminine and classy.
Thought Marty was male through and through, it wasn?t surprising that he
took notice of such things. He had spent the first twenty-nine years of
his life as a female; in fact, he had spent those years in the very body
that now sat across the table from him.
The woman who occupied that body had started life as Marty Miller. Yes,
they had always been mother and son, but twenty-five years ago this very
day their roles had been permanently reversed thanks to a shared wish
and a magic statue. This lunch would be their opportunity to commemorate
a secret they had never shared with another soul.
?You look great, mother,? Marty said as he sat down. ?Somehow, you?ve
taken care of your entire family, and managed to keep your looks, too.?
?Thanks son, but that?s a woman?s lot in life, isn?t it?? She smiled.
?And you?re looking good too, but you know I?m getting old. Old! I
cannot get used to the fact that I am about to become a great-
grandmother. But this isn?t about me; it?s about you and Sharon, and the
baby. How?s Sharon doing??
Marty chuckled. ?She?s fine, mom, just fine. Her back hurts, she?s as
big as a house, and she?s more than ready to have it done with, but
she?s great. Justin is nervous as heck about becoming a dad, but he?ll
do fine. And by the way, you?re going to be the sexiest great-
grandmother this town has ever seen.?
?And you? How are you holding up? Ready to be a grandpa??
?As ready as I?m going to be, I guess. So how?s Erwin??
?He seems to be in mourning, if you want to know the truth. He?s due to
sign the final papers on the sale of Bikini Burger next week. Just
think, we started out with one drive-in that was a little shaky, and now
we?ve got a chain of eighteen restaurants in two states. He?s very proud
of what he?s accomplished??
?What you?ve both accomplished.?
Stephanie smiled, but didn?t otherwise acknowledge her role in the
turnaround. ??but his one regret is that none of you kids wanted to
follow him into the business. No fourth generation at Bikini Burger. But
he?s finally come to see that each of you have to chart your own path.
Now we?re going to have more than enough to live on, he doesn?t know
what to do with himself. I?m sure he?ll find something to keep busy.
Probably start another restaurant.?
?So, mom. Twenty-five years. Did you ever think it would all turn out
like this??
?No, Marty, I really didn?t.?
?Well, you sure seemed to take to being a woman right away. It was
almost scary to me.?
Stephanie nibbled at the antipasto tray the waitress had delivered to
the table. ?In a way, it was scary to me, too. But I felt like I didn?t
have a choice in the matter. I was now the adult in charge of the house,
like it or not, and I had to act like it.?
?Even if that meant going from male to female in an instant.?
?Exactly. You know, I felt like I was still me, with my memories and
personalities intact, but as time has passed, I?ve concluded that I
gained something with the transfer. Call it a female mindset, outlook on
the world, or whatever, I think that was the key to me being able to
function as well as I did so quickly. And don?t you think the same was
true for you, at least once you let go of your resentment and fear, and
found your?I don?t know what?d I?ll call it?your inner strut and
swagger??
Marty laughed. ?Yeah, once I became resigned to my fate, I guess I did
become Mister Macho for a while. Mostly, what I remember about those
first couple of years was how busy it was. I?m sure those high school
teachers wondered what the heck had happened to the straight-A student
they had known. I really struggled academically, and I never would have
made it without you, mom.? Stephanie smiled and reached for Marty?s hand
to give it a squeeze.
?We all made it together.?
?I know I was a trial for you before the swap, and I sure was
afterwards. I resented the heck out of you for making me work at Bikini
Burger on top of going to school.?
Stephanie shook her head and smiled. ?At least I didn?t make you put on
a bikini top.?
?Thank God you didn?t. But I think you realized I needed to be kept
busy, so busy I didn?t have any time to get into trouble. It would have
been so easy to fall back into my old, self-destructive ways. Thank you
for not letting me do that.? This time it was Marty?s turn to squeeze
his mother?s hand.
They paused their conversation to give the waitress their order. She was
an attractive brunette, no more than eighteen or nineteen. Is this how
you know you?re getting old? Stephanie wondered. When everyone who
serves you looks old enough to be one of your children, or
grandchildren?
?You know, Marty, you make me sound like superwoman or something, but it
wasn?t always easy for me. Look at how tough it was for me to quit
smoking.?
?Tough? But you did it so many times.? He couldn?t suppress a grin.
?Yeah, four times. During both my pregnancies, and two more times after
that. But it finally took.?
?Well, you and Erwin sure seem to have had a storybook marriage.?
?We really do love each other, but we?ve had the ups and downs any
couple has. A lot of revolved around Erwin?s mother. My God, it took
that woman years to warm up to me. YEARS!?
Marty grinned sheepishly. ?I suppose some of that was my fault.?
Stephanie shrugged. ?I know your past didn?t help, but I don?t think any
woman would have been good enough for her Erwin?especially after what
his first wife did, running out on him and leaving him with two kids.?
Marty shook his head. ?But you filled the void in his life.?
?I suppose I did.? The waitress had arrived with their order--a nice
heaping plate of Fettuccini Alfredo for Marty; a bowl of soup and a side
salad for Stephanie. Every now and then, Stephanie wished she could eat
the way she did as a male, but she accepted it as her lot in life.
?Marty, you have to admit you were pretty ticket off when you found out
I hadn?t destroyed the statue after all.?
He shook his head and smiled. ?Yeah, I guess I was. But I eventually
understood why you told me that. You wanted me to get on with my life,
and not keep thinking there was an escape hatch if things got rough.?
?Exactly.?
?You know, we still haven?t used the third wish.?
?No, and something tells me we should leave well enough alone. Our
lives have been pretty blessed overall. We don?t need anything else.?
Marty nodded in agreement.
?So, mom, anything you miss about your life?before??
?Funny you should ask that, Marty. I was just looking at that nice, big
plate of pasta and wishing that I could still get away with eating like
that.? She chuckled. ?But no, not really, not really. The last twenty-
five years have been pretty wonderful.?
?Do you regret giving up the years you did? You never got to experience
half your teens and all of your twenties. I think I got the better end
there.?
?It?s not just the number of years, but how happy and fulfilling those
years are. And besides, women do generally outlive men, so I think that
helps to counterbalance things a bit.?
Marty?s expression showed he hadn?t ever considered that fact. ?Hmmm,?
he said. ?So, no regrets??
?Well, it would have been nice to have experienced sex as a male just
once. You?ve been able to live life from both sides of the fence. I wish
I had taken advantage of the opportunity.?
?Mother!?
?What?s the matter, Marty??
?A guy?s not used to hearing his mother talk this way!?
?Oh come on,? she said with a sly smile. ?We?ve shared something that no
one else ever has?each other?s bodies. If that isn?t the strongest
parent-child bond ever, I don?t know what is. Now what about oral sex?
It?s really more fun to be on the receiving end, male or female, don?t
you think??
?Mother!? an astonished Marty said. ?Just how much wine have you had??
?Probably too much,? Stephanie said a bit sheepishly. It was out of
character for her; a single glass with a meal was her usual limit. She
was already halfway through her third glass. Something about this
anniversary had loosened her inhibitions. ?I?m sorry,? she said.
Before Marty could respond, his Blackberry buzzed.
?It?s Justin,? he said. He listened for a few moments and said, ?I?m on
my way.? Marty looked at his mother. ?Sharon?s water just broke. We?ve
got to get to the hospital.?
?Bring your truck around, grandpa. I was going to ask for a ride anyway.
I?ll settle up with the waitress.?
Marty grinned. ?Okay, great-grandma.? And with that, mother and son
prepared for the next chapter of their lives to unfold.
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