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Michelle's Story - Part 15 Friday came at last, and for John and Michael, this could really prove a turning point in the latter's life. Michael spent the day sitting with Amy and Becky as usual in class. Their pretend ignorance of each other gave the rest of the class reason to believe that they were not getting friendly, but just tolerating each others presence. But the two girls noted that Michael seemed a little tense that day. They decided to ask Emma during morning break. Emma, as she had been for the past week, was sitting with Michael. "What's up with your brother?" asked Becky. "Ask him," said Emma. "He is just here." Making sure that no one was paying too much attention, Michael told them. "I'm seeing Mr Connor after school with my daddy," he said. "To do with me coming to school in September as Michelle." "Does Mr Connor need to know?" asked Becky. "Of course he does," said Amy. "He is the headteacher." "I'm hoping he says yes," said Michael. The doubt in Michael's voice told them what the problem was. He needed permission to come to school as a girl, and they were just as keen to see him do so as he was. "We hope so too," said Amy. "Then we could really be friends in class." As they talked, Amy and Becky looked at Emma more. Anyone watching from a distance would think that they were talking just to her and not to Michael. With their answers obtained, they went back to join the other girls. "Whatever you do, bro. Wear something nice for Mr Connor," said Emma. "Show him that you are a girl." "I will sis," said Michael. At the end of the day, they left as usual. June was continuing to take them to and from school, providing Michael was Michael. This stubborn refusal by June to acknowledge Michael's true gender was causing friction with the Brooks and her daughter Maddy. Maddy had been continuing to plead her case to her mom, while her dad remained very much in the dark over the matter. Emma had been told to tell Maddy to give up. The whole problem was that June knew about Michael and that was it. "June isn't going to change her mind," said Liz. "Some people are like that. They won't change their mind for anything, even if you can prove them wrong." Michael had gone upstairs to get washed and changed. Judy had been told to find him something pretty to wear, and she did so. She had grown used to the children and was getting to like them. She had also become accepting of Michael too and treated him as a girl instead. John was yet to arrive back from work. He was hoping that his company wouldn't find last minute reasons to hold him back, and that traffic would be quiet. He got his wish on both accounts and arrived home on time. Still, he was hoping to find Michael ready. "Liz, I'm home!" he called as he entered the house. "Michelle, are you ready to go?" "I'm ready daddy," said Michael coming out of the living room. "There's a good girl," said John. "Now let's show that headteacher what a pretty girl you are." Michael got into the passenger seat and awaited John to start the car. He felt a sudden pang of nerves. "I know how you feel," said John. "But hopefully, this will be the day your future is made clear." Michael said nothing but smiled. They arrived at the school minutes later and parked in the staff carpark. A few teachers were still leaving and heading to their cars. John ignored them and headed to the entrance. Mr Connor was waiting for them. "Mr Brook, nice to see you again," said Mr Connor, shaking John's hand. "And this is......." "Michelle," said John. "Yes, Michelle," said Mr Connor. "You're a pretty young girl, aren't you?" Michael just smiled. It was clear that Mr Connor was taken aback by his appearance. Mr Connor led them to his office and asked them to sit. "Well, I never," he said. "When you said your son was convincing, I would never have guessed he was this convincing." "But he is," said John. "He's really comfortable like this." "Well, it appears that any chance of him being found out is slim indeed," he said. "I apologise for what I said last time." "Thank you, but there are still precautions that need to be taken," said John. "Of course," said Mr Connor. "Michelle is wearing a wig for instance." "Yes, she is," said John. "And will do until her own hair is long enough." "Right, but it could come off?" asked Mr Connor. "It is elasticated, but I'm sure we can find ways to secure it further," said John. "Good. And you mentioned that she wears special pants?" "Yes. They conceal her boy parts, but she does have to pull them down to go to the toilet," said John. "It might be best if she uses the disabled toilet then," said Mr Connor. "You are intending to accept her in September?" asked John. "I was seeing if it would be possible. Seeing Michelle now has increased my confidence," said Mr Connor. He picked up the phone on his desk and dialled a number. "Can you send Miss Taylor to my office please? She knows I want to see her." John and Michael just pondered who Miss Taylor was. Mr Connor was just waiting patiently. Eventually, there was a knock on the door, and moments later, a tall blonde woman came in. Michael recognised her as one of the infant teachers, though he only knew her by face. "Miss Taylor. This is Mr Brook and his son Michael," said Mr Connor. Miss Taylor shook John's hand but paused as her eyes passed over Michael. "Michael? Son? But this is a girl?" she said. "Sorry, but I am right," said Mr Connor. "She is a boy." John carefully lifted part of Michael's wig to show the hairnet underneath. "My goodness!" said Miss Taylor, who decided to sit without invite. "But he looks so convincing!" "Michael intends to return in September as the girl you see now," said Mr Connor. "I see," said Miss Taylor. "So, this is the reason for you wanting to see me?" "Of course," said Mr Connor. "But he still needs people to protect his identity." "So, I take it that this is Michael Brook? The boy who was bullied by Billy?" asked Miss Taylor. "The one and the same," said Mr Connor. He then turned to Michael. "Now Michael, or Michelle if you wish, this is something we don't usually do. Miss Taylor is to be your teacher from September." "Right," said Miss Taylor. "If you wish me to protect him, I will." "I'm glad to hear it," said Mr Connor. "Now, when Michelle comes back in September, she will still be wearing the wig you see now. I just want you to take this into note during PE lessons." "Ok. But what about swimming?" she asked. "They start swimming next year." "I suppose a swimming cap would be the solution there," said Mr Connor. "Anything else?" "One thing does come to mind. Her name," said Miss Taylor. "Michelle Brook sounds too similar to Michael Brook." "Good point," said Mr Connor. "Someone could work that out." "But if Michael leaves in July, that wouldn't be much of a problem?" asked John. "It wouldn't take much for the similarity to be noticed," said Mr Connor. "It would be best if Michelle uses a different first or last name." "Well, we're settled on calling her Michelle when we get round to the deed poll business," said John. "And she is still a Brook." "I don't think we need this name change made official," said Mr Connor. "We can always have her on the records as Michelle Brook. But if it was required to mention her surname, a false one would be beneficial." "I suppose," said John. "But what do you suggest?" Miss Taylor was already thinking this through. "Rivers? It's different, but it still links to her true name," she said. "Michelle Rivers," said Mr Connor. "We can always make a second copy of the records that mentions this name, just in case any other teachers need to look at them." "So sir, you've no intention of telling anyone else?" asked Miss Taylor. "No. You are to be the only one, aside from myself. You will be close to her to watch over her," said Mr Connor. "Ok. I'll do my best to make sure none of the other children find out," she said. "But some already do," said John. "What?" asked Miss Taylor. "Michelle already has the confidence of a small group of girls, who she befriended through her sister," said John. "Two of them are in her class." "These girls know about her?" asked Miss Taylor. Even Mr Connor was listening. "They do know, and they've accepted her as one of their own," said John. "I sit with two of them," said Michael. "Amy and Becky." Miss Taylor and Mr Connor were staring at Michael with wonder. "This can only help the situation more," said Mr Connor. * * * It was decided then, that Michael would return in September as Michelle Rivers. Mr Connor ended the meeting with the promise from all in the room that what had just transpired would not reach any other corner of the school. John and Michael said their goodbyes and returned to the car. Miss Taylor joined them on the way out. "I can't believe that young Michael is standing here before me," she said. "So, you really do want to be a girl?" "Yes miss," said Michael. "Ok, well, I'll see you next week. I mean, I'll see Michael next week," she smiled. "Goodbye then." "Goodbye. And thank you," said John. Michael's mood was understandably high after that. He gave John a big hug before getting in the car and upon arriving home, he gave Liz one too, though she was mindful of her bump when he did. "My sister's going to school, my sister's going to school!" sang Emma, as she gave Michael a hug too. "Well, I'm very pleased about this," said Liz. "But what's this with the name change?" "They reckon that Michelle Brook is too close to Michael Brook," said John. "They'll have her down as Michelle Brook but she'll be referred to as Michelle Rivers." Emma and James were listening in on this. "So, what does that mean?" asked James. "It means that at school, Michelle won't be your sister," said John. "It's just a way of ensuring that no one ever finds out who she really is." "But she can still play with us?" asked Emma. "Of course she can," smiled John. Emma smiled and hugged Michael some more. "We also need to get her a swimming cap," said John. "Oh, I'm going swimming next week," said Emma. "They told us in class today." "Ok, we'll get your swimsuit prepared for next week," said Liz. "What is a swimming cap?" asked Michael. "It's a tight fitting hat," said John. "Though when it comes to using it, we may need help." "How come?" asked Michael. "You'll have to remove your wig first," said John. Michael immediately saw the problem. If only his hair would just grow to the length of his wig overnight. "I think your friends are going to be more help than you realise," said John. "But lets get dinner started. Emma escorted Michael back to their room. There, the celebrations continued. "Even if I can't call you my sister at school, you'll be my best friend instead," said Emma. "Oh, I'm so looking forward to September." "We've still got the summer holidays yet," said Michael. "I know, but you'll be a girl at school!" said Emma. "I'm so happy for you." "I know," said Michael. "To be a schoolgirl is a dream come true. After dinner, John decided to let Sally know about the developments. "Hi bro. I was meaning to ask you how you got on with those parents," said Sally. "Oh, we've just told the mothers and all but one of them has warmed to Michelle. The other was already in denial and has just complicated matters," replied John. "How?" asked Sally. "Michelle is now free to visit the other girls, but this one woman, who has been doing the school run for us while Liz is housebound, has refused to take Michelle while she's in girl mode." "But she'll take Michael to school? Some people are beyond understanding," she said. "But I've other news to tell you. We saw the headmaster today and Michelle will be going to school in September," said John. "Fantastic! I bet she is over the moon?" said Sally. "She is thrilled," said John. "The head was bought by her appearance." "No surprises there. You should have seen at the party the other week," said Sally. "So, how are they going to shroud her identity?" "She'll be known as Michelle Rivers at school," said John, "Though her true name will be on the records." "False surname? Couldn't they have chosen a name that isn't like Brook, like Puddle, or Stream?" said Sally with a chuckle. "Rivers will be fine. They might never have to use it that much," said John. "So, hows things down where you are?" "Very well. Carol has been spending time with Anne's family while I'm at work," said Sally. "I'm thinking of visiting before the summer holidays. I'll bring Carol along, just so you can get to know her before our big day." "Ok, what day or week are you thinking of?" asked John. "Half term," said Sally. "Your baby should be born by then, shouldn't it?" "Will be hopefully," said John. "I'll let the others know. Bye then." "Bye bro," said Sally. * * * There was no doubt that Michael was eager to meet the other girls again and tell them the good news. He was hoping to do it himself, but with Emma seeing most of them first, it was unlikely he would get the chance. Even so, over the weekend, he got the chance to tell two of them at least. John and James were at a football match, leaving Liz, Emma and Michael by themselves, along with Judy. As was the case, Michael was in full girl mode, and along with Emma, were keeping Liz company in the living room. "Visitors?" said Liz. "We're not expecting any today." Someone was at the front door and knocking. "I'll answer it," said Judy. "Sorry to bother you, but is Liz in?" asked a woman. She had two young girls with her. "Who are you?" asked Judy. "Caroline, a friend of the family. My daughters are friends with theirs," said the woman. Liz overheard the voice and recognised it. "I'm here, as if I'd be anywhere else," she called. "Come on in." Judy stood to one side as Caroline entered, along with her daughters. "Jenny, Amy!" said Emma. "What are you doing here?" "Mommy wanted to come here, and we thought you'd be here, so we came along." Caroline went to greet Liz first, then turned to say hello to the children. "No John?" she asked. "Gone to watch the football, with James," said Liz. "So, just you and the girls then?" asked Caroline. "Yes," said Liz. "So, what brings you here?" She realised that the answer was in front of her: Michael. "I just came to see how you were, that's all," said Caroline. "You want to know more about Michael, don't you?" asked Liz. "I'll go if you like?" said Caroline. "No, sit down," said Liz. "But Michael is not a discussion topic." "I'm sorry," she said. "But how is he, I mean she?" "Fine," said Liz. "She will be starting school as a girl in September." Jenny and Amy didn't hear this, as they had followed Emma and Michael to their room. "So, you sleep in here now?" asked Amy. "Yes," smiled Michael. "But I want a better sleeping bag." "Of course you do. Boys sleeping bags are no good," said Jenny. "But I have good news. I'm starting school in September," he added. Jenny and Amy looked at him and smiled broadly. "Oh that is wonderful!" said Amy. "We heard that you were seeing Mr Connor on Friday." "And he said yes!" said Michael. "You can be yourself!" said Amy. "Wonderful!" "But she won't be my sister," said Emma. "What do you mean?" asked Jenny. "If I use the name Michelle Brook," said Michael. "Others might guess it's me." "So, you have another name now?" asked Amy. "Michelle Rivers," said Michael. "But my name will be Michelle Brook." Jenny and Amy needed a bit more explaining. "So, your name will only be Michelle Rivers at school?" said Amy. "Yes," said Michael. "It's a pretend name." "You see, no one must know that Michelle is a girl, and that she is Michael," said Emma. "Except us," said Amy. "And we won't tell anyone." "We know you won't," said Emma. "And neither will Mr Connor." "Miss Taylor won't either," said Michael. "Miss Taylor?" asked Amy. "She's our teacher next year," said Michael. "She was with Mr Connor on Friday." "So, we'll be in her class," said Amy. Downstairs, Judy had made cups of tea for Liz, Caroline and herself. Liz too, had mentioned the security measures for Michelle too. Caroline wasn't playing the nosey type though, and in fact came up with an idea. "You've mentioned that Michelle is not going to be your daughter for school, so what if anyone sees you taking her to school?" she said. Liz was certain that she would be doing the school run again come September. There was no doubt that questions may be asked if Michelle was seen getting in and out of her car. "I see your point," said Liz. "What do you propose?" "I can take her," said Caroline. "She can pretend to be my niece." Liz thought this through. It was a simple idea. Only when the girls came back downstairs, did the idea become better still. "Michelle pretend to be our cousin?" asked Jenny. "I wish she was." "I can sit by my cousin in class," said Amy. That was it. What better reason would Michelle automatically want to sit by Amy in class if it was made known that they were related. * * * By the time John and James were back, Caroline and her daughters were still there. "Hello, weren't expecting you," said John as he noticed Caroline on the sofa. "John, Caroline has offered to help Michelle in September," said Liz. She went onto explain how Caroline was willing to take Michelle to school in September. "Sounds good," said John. "But if no one outs her in the first week or so, she's practically safe." "We intend to keep it that way," said Caroline. "You don't want anyone knowing that Michelle is a boy." Already, John was thinking ahead, wondering whether this charade would have to continue when Michelle started secondary school. But that was still 5 years away. "So, how did the football go?" asked Liz, changing the subject. "Draw," said John. "Blew a two goal lead. James isn't pleased at how the team let it slip. They should have won." James had gone to his room just to relax. He was annoyed at the result and just wanted some quiet time to himself. Michael and Emma had returned from upstairs, with expectations of dinner. Amy and Jenny had come down too. "Ok, you want your dinner. I'll just go and warm it up," said John. As with most times, a trip to the football match was followed by a trip to the local chippy for dinners. "Ok girls, time to go home," said Caroline. "I've got dinners to do too." "We wanted to show them our princess dresses, but we couldn't find them," said Emma. "I put them in your mom's room, as they were too big to put in your warbrobe," said Judy. "I'll get them for you." Caroline found her trip home delayed, as Amy and Jenny were keen to see Emma and Michael in their dresses. Emma and Michael decided to go upstairs though, and as a result, they were helped into their dresses up there. Amy and Jenny waited patiently for the "princesses" to come down. When they did, they were delighted. "This proves without a doubt that Michelle is a girl," said Caroline. "Of course she is," said Amy. "She loves to look pretty." After Amy and Jenny had given Michael and Emma numerous compliments, they finally said goodbye and went home with Caroline. "I'd better go and take those dresses off again," said Liz. "You don't want to get your dinner all over them." They returned upstairs and changed back into the clothes they were wearing earlier. James had come down also to collect his dinner. "Keeping your identity secret is seeming more complicated than it has been for Jessica," said John. "How come?" asked Michael. "Jessica did have her surname changed for real. She, her brother and sister, all took the name Smith when their parents divorced. Smith is your Aunt Anne's maiden name," said John. "And Jessica is a lot different to Peter." "Do you think I should have a different name then?" asked Michael. "But you like being called Michelle," said Liz. "I do. I really like the name," said Michael. "I want it to be my real name." "Then it will be your real name," said John. "I know we've had to make a few plans, but they are in your main interest." "And you certainly are pleased about," said Liz. "We haven't seen you this happy since before Robert left." She shouldn't have said that. Though Michael was thrilled to bits that his journey to girlhood was clearer than ever, he still missed Robert. Their friendship may have lasted only 8 months, but Michael had really valued it. The look on his face said it all. "Michael still misses him Liz," said John. "Don't worry, he probably thinks about you too." Liz was wondering what Robert would think if he discovered that Michael was having a sex change. Michael was thinking the same thing. Back in Emma's room, Michael was still thinking it over. "Don't worry about Robert," said Emma. "If you do meet him again, he'll see how happy you are as a girl." "Do you think so?" he replied. "I can see you're happier as a girl. Mommy and daddy can too. Even James sees it now," said Emma. "You were meant to be a girl." "Thank you sis," said Michael, giving her a hug. * * * At school on Monday, the rest of the girls got the news about Michelle definitely starting in September. Becky found out in class through Amy, while the others were told by Emma. Becky wanted to show her delight, but seeing how they were pretending to ignore him, couldn't. Her chance to show her delight would have to come during their next get together. Still, she did show a smile to him. During breaks, Emma once again sat beside him on the same bench. They kept a small space between them, but not much. Occasionally, one of the other girls came and sat on Emma's other side. They couldn't wait for the time when Michael could be seen among them without sparking rumours. At home, John was alerted to an email that Anne had sent. Anne herself had told him over the phone that she had sent some photos for him and his family to look at. The photos were of Jessica, Sandra and Edward, plus their future step- sister Kelly. All the photos had one thing in common: a steam locomotive in the background. Some of the photos had a green locomotive in the background, but the ones that caught their attention featured a red locomotive. "They saw the Harry Potter engine!" said James. "Wicked!" "Wish we could see it," said Emma. "We might one day," said John. "But most of the big railway museums are far away." "Have you told them about me going to school yet?" asked Michael. "I did mention it to your Aunt Anne over the phone," said John. "Do you want to send them a message?" "To Jessica," said Michael. "I want to send a message to her please." So, Michael wrote a message to Jessica, with John's help. To Jessica I'll be going to school in September as a girl. I want to thank you for helping me become the girl I have always wanted to be. You really helped me over Christmas. You will be my best friend forever. Michelle Brook. James read the message and wondered what it meant. "How did Jessica help Michael?" he asked. "You've forgotten?" said John. "Jessica helped Michael overcome the inner torment that Billy had subjected him to. Thanks to Jessica, Michael realised he can become a girl without being tormented." "But he still could be tormented," said James. "He could, but the bully told him that everyone would torment him," said John. "And that is not true. But you are right, and that is why we are doing everything we can to ensure nobody else finds out." But making sure that no one found out also involved Michael behaving like a boy when he went out as one. Much interaction with girls had resulted in him picking up many of their habits. John and Liz had to teach him which habits were clearly feminine and which were not. School was the main place where Michael had to behave like a boy. If he started showing girl like behaviour there, life could become pretty unpleasant for him. The other place where Michael had to go in boy mode, was the barbers. He and James went there every month for a trim. While James kept his hair fairly short, Michael's hair remained long - for a boy. The head barber, who was aware of Michael's fondness for his longer style, did often ask if he was prepared to go short. Michael had always said no, and with him now getting the green light to grow it out further, had more reason to say no. John, who had his own hair done there too, wasn't prepared to explain that Michael was going to be going elsewhere in a few months for his hair appointments. "Why does he keep asking me if I want my hair shorter?" asked Michael on the way home. "He probably thinks you'll look better with short hair," said John. "I won't," said Michael. "I look better like this, though it will be more better when its longer." "Much better," said John, correcting him. "And anyway, you've only got two more visits to the barbers left." Two too many for Michael's liking. During the week, Michael and Emma headed off for their next get together with their friends. The lastest after school gathering was at Lucy's house. As with Amy and Jenny, Lucy's father hadn't yet been told about Michelle. To him, Michelle was just another friend that had joined their club. Lucy was busy spending some time giving Michael the tour of her room, while Emma was discussing in more detail the plans for September. "So, if anyone asks, Michelle is our cousin," said Jenny. "But most importantly, she is a member of our group," said Emma. Amy was also talling Becky about how their role was more important. As they were to be with Michelle in class, they would be responsible for keeping her identity secret. "She cannot let her wig fall off in school," said Emma. "PE might be the most awkward time for such." "Well, a hairband might help," said Lucy. "What about tying her hair back?" asked Louise. Lucy, nearest to Michael, took the hair of his wig and pulled it back into a ponytail. "Keep the ears covered," said Becky. "The net is slightly visible." Michael was getting concerned. If it was revealed in any way that he was wearing a wig, there would be trouble. Lucy took a brush and redid the ponytail to Becky's instructions. "Better," said Becky. "It will be so much better when her hair is long." "Well, at least our new teacher will know about her," said Amy. "Our new teacher?" asked Becky. "You know already?" asked Louise. "I've never known my new teachers until September." "We've got Miss Taylor," said Amy. "I had her last year," said Louise. "She's very nice actually." "I've got to get a swimming cap too," said Michael. "Because I won't be able to wear my wig in the swimming pool." "We're going swimming next year?" asked Becky. "Nobody mentioned that!" "I'm going this week," said Emma. "They do it in turns," said Louise. "My class went during the September - December term." "So, we might be before Christmas, after Christmas or after Easter?" asked Amy. "That's right," said Louise. "I hope it's after Easter, then it gives Michelle's hair more time to grow," said Amy. "I hope so too," said Michael. "I can't sleep with this wig on, and I want to feel what its like with long hair in bed." The others sympathised with him. They simply couldn't see him as a boy any more. * * * They eventually decided to play some games together, before it was too late and they had to go home. As had been the case last time, Emma and Michael were taken home by Caroline. Upon arriving home, John was quick to get Michael's attention. "Michelle, there is someone on the phone who wants to speak to you," he said. Michael was curious to know who would want to speak to him. He took the phone and spoke into it. "Hello. Who is it?" he said. "Is that Michelle?" came the reply. "Yes," said Michael. "Who are you?" "It's me, Jessica," said the voice. "Thank you for the message. I'm pleased that you are going to school as a girl too." "Oh, Jessica. I'm sorry," said Michael. "Didn't recognise your voice." "Never mind," said Jessica. "How are you?" "Just been over to a friend's house. I can go with my sister to other houses now! I really enjoy it," said Michael. "Being a girl is so much fun, it feels so right." "I know what you mean," said Jessica. "We are not boys at all." "Of course not," smiled Michael. "We are girls. I just wish everyone would believe us." "Same here," said Jessica. "So, still wearing the wig?" "I have to," said Michael. "I wish I didn't, but I can't grow my hair until July. I really do want long hair." "I do too," said Jessica. "It is long now, but I still want it longer. I'm growing my hair to my bum." "Wow. It will be nice and long," said Michael. "I bet mine will look nice that long too." "Why don't you grow it that long?" asked Jessica. "My sisters and friends are doing it too." "I might," said Michael. "I'll have to tell Emma." "I've got to go. My dinner is ready," said Jessica. "See you in the summer holidays. I can't wait till then." "I can't wait too," said Michael. He then just happened to giggle. "You have a really cute giggle," said Jessica. She then giggled too. "Gotta go. Bye." "Bye," said Michael. "So, who was it?" asked Emma. "Jessica," said Michael, still giggling slightly. "She just wanted to say thank you for my message." "She seems to have taught you how to giggle too," giggled Emma. "Oh no, I'm getting outta here," said James. "Got a case of the giggles here and I don't want in!" He went upstairs as the Michael and Emma continued to giggle. "What's wrong with him?" said Michael. "I feel good." "He doesn't like giggling," said Emma. "Finished?" asked Liz. She wasn't cross with them. "Yes," said Emma. "Sorry about that." "So, what did Jessica say?" asked John. Michael explained how Jessica was just saying thank you to him for the message. He then turned to Emma and told her how Jessica was growing her hair really long. "I think she and her sister told us that," said Emma. "But if you're thinking of growing your hair that long too, I'm all for it." "I might, when I can grow my hair longer," said Michael. The talk of hair reminded Emma about the discussion they had over at Lucy's, and how swimming classes were split over the three terms. "So, you hope that Michelle's class will be the last to do it, thus allowing time for her hair to grow out?" asked Liz. "Yes," said Emma. "And if she wants it really long, she'll look really pretty." "What is this about really long hair?" asked John. "Oh, Jessica, her sisters and friends are growing their hair very long," said Emma. "I think thats what they said." "Does this mean you'll want to grow your hair very long?" asked Liz. "I will if she does," said Michael. "It's a good job these cousins of yours live a distance from here," said Liz. "What else will they persuade you to do?" Emma and Michael looked at her anxiously. "If you want to grow your hair longer, I've got no problem," said Liz. "Though Michael has more reason for wanting to do it." Emma and Michael seemed happier now. Emma pictured Michael in her mind with his hair down to his waist. It was something she could look forward too, but as his hair was to be kept to a set length for now, it was going to be some time before that length could be realised.