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Michelle's Story - Part 17 May had begun with an air of expectation. The Brook family were on the verge of becoming 6. For Liz, the thought of seeing her newborn child was not only precious, but her body would finally get a chance to recover from the 9 months of pregnancy. It would also allow her to go out again, something which her two daughters were keen for her to do. Michael and Emma had been unable to go to any of the shops they liked because Liz was housebound. John had taken them out from time to time, but they had never gone to shops that were meant for girls. Michael was keen to add to his collection of girls attire, as well as finding other ways of styling his wig. "Well, even when I do get to take you out again," said Liz. "I'll have junior to look after too." "Can we help you look after the baby?" asked Michael. "You can talk to the baby if you like," said Liz. "I'm sure he or she will be pleased to know that they have two wonder wonderful sisters." "I wonder if the baby can hear us now?" asked Emma. She went close to Liz's tummy and started talking to it. "I'm sure the baby can hear you," said Liz. "But he or she won't understand you." "Can you come out?" asked Emma, still talking to the tummy. "Your sisters want to say hello." "Won't be long before that is possible," smiled Liz. "Two weeks possibly." "Can we be there to see the baby come out?" asked Michael. "Maybe. It depends on when it happens," said Liz. "A lot of babies are born during the night." "Does it hurt?" asked Michael. As he was the only one to have never witnessed a birth, he didn't know. "It does," said Liz. "But don't let it frighten you. After 9 months of hard work, the sight of the baby in your arms makes you very very happy." "And it's the only time you like to hear a baby cry," said John. "Don't be horrid," said Liz. "Babies are always crying." John walked away and said no more. "What did daddy mean?" asked Michael. "If the baby isn't crying when it is born, then it isn't good," said Liz. "Don't ask any more please." They didn't, and headed upstairs to play. "Have you ever seen a baby being born?" asked Michael to Emma. "Well, I sort of saw you being born, but all I remember is hearing mommy screaming, and then hearing you crying," replied Emma. The fact was that Emma was only 13 months old when Michael was born. It wasn't until a while later that she learnt what it was that she had seen. "So, you want to see the birth too?" he asked. "I would like to," said Emma. "I would like to be a mommy when I'm older. You want to be a mommy too?" Michael thought about it. He picked up Victoria and held her in his arms. He imagined her to be real and kissed her on the forehead. He really enjoyed being her mommy. His actions were all that were needed to answer Emma's question. She smiled. Apart from the soon to arrive baby, the month of May ended with a week off from school - half term. For Michael, it was milestone of sorts, as it marked the halfway point of the remaining weeks he had left as a boy. It also meant seeing Aunt Sally again, seeing that she was planning a short stay that week. But the month had just started, and there were other things to do. The first was a visit to Becky and Louise's house. Michael had been given the all clear to go, after Becky had told Emma during the last week at school. Emma was looking forward to the visit too, as she had never been to their house either. Only Amy and Jenny had been there, and that was because they lived only a few doors away. Michael had decided upon a dress belonging to Emma to wear for the visit. She didn't mind in the slightest, as he had let her wear his clothes too. One advantage to being of similar size to each other. He was also wearing a hair band in his wig. After picking up Victoria, he was ready to go. Caroline was soon on hand to pick them up. For once, her daughters Amy and Jenny were not in the car with her. "They're already there," she told them. "It's only a few doors down the road from us." "Can I call you auntie?" asked Michael. "Well, not now, but in September," replied Caroline. "Now, I'm parking the car by my house and I'll walk you to the door." Becky and Louise's house was just 4 doors down from where Caroline lived. Anthea came to the door, saw Emma and Michael and let them in. "You certainly are a girl alright," she told Michael, though in a low voice. "The others are upstairs waiting for you." * * * They discovered that Becky and Louise had their own rooms. Louise, now 9, had just been given her own room. But for this get together, they were in Becky's room. "Well, for most of you, this is the first time you've been here," said Becky. "Sis has only just moved out of here." "Mom and dad decided I needed a bit more room," added Louise. "You've got too many clothes," said Becky. "They needed a room to themselves!" "No I haven't," said Louise. "Are we playing or fighting?" asked Lucy. "Sorry," said Becky and Louise together. "Ok, what games do you have?" asked Maddy. It was clear that nothing had happened yet, as they were waiting for everyone to turn up first. Louise and Becky had got the first thing planned: introducing their doll collection. They too had several dolls each, but had resorted to taking their favourite to other houses. So, with the exception of Jenny and Amy, the girls introduced their dolls to one another. Then it turned to playing of board games. Louise had got a few girl games, plus a styling head: a large dolls head whose hair could be styled. They talked away as they played, discussing school subjects - and Michael. "Any more on your mommy and daddy?" asked Amy to Maddy. Maddy's face said it all. On the topic of Michael, she and her mom were poles apart. "She still thinks of Michelle as a boy," she said. "And she says daddy would be very cross if he found out." "Just like Uncle Adam," said Michael all of a sudden. This turned heads. "Whose Uncle Adam?" asked Jenny. "We shouldn't be saying anything about this!" hissed Emma. But Emma could see that the girls curiosity was peaked. "He hates boys like me," he said. "You mean girls?" said Amy. "Why, did you meet him?" asked Louise. "No. I've never seen him," said Michael. "But how do you know he doesn't like you?" asked Becky. "Because he hates our cousin," sighed Emma. "We have a cousin who is becoming a girl too." Silence filled the room. "You have a cousin like Michelle?" asked Lucy. Emma and Michael nodded. "But Uncle Adam doesn't live with them now," said Michael. "He and Aunty Anne broke up," said Emma. "Aunty Anne is different. She knows that our cousin is really a girl." "Have you met this cousin?" asked Jenny. "We have," said Michael. "We went to her birthday party in March." "You have a photo of that party. Is she on it?" asked Louise. Michael nodded. This was not what they wanted. They had told Amy and Jenny, and now everyone else in their group had found out too. "We were not going to telling everyone," said Emma. "Just like Michelle, our cousin has to keep it secret." "So, are you going to show us which one it is?" asked Becky. "If you think keeping the secret is that important, don't tell us any more," said Louise. Amy and Jenny decided to keep quiet on the matter. "I'll just say that she goes to school as a girl," said Emma. "She is a girl all the time." The girls just smiled before moving onto another subject: school in general. After Anthea had brought them drinks and packets of crisps, Louise decided to show them her room. It was very much a "just moved in" affair, with walls that were mainly bare, except for a couple of Hannah Montana posters. The posters gave away Louise's favourite subject. "You like Hannah Montana?" asked Maddy. "I like her music," said Louise. "And yes, I like the show too." She picked up a number of CDs featuring music by her, or at least by her true self: Miley Cyrus. "She wants to be a pop star just like her," said Becky. "She sings along to all the songs." They could tell that Becky wasn't a fan, judging by her tone. "Do you want to hear some?" asked Louise, almost desperate to play one of the CDs. Much to Becky's displeasure, the others were all for it, so Becky returned to her room while they listened to some Hannah Montana hits. By the time they were heading home, the girls were more knowledgeable about Hannah Montana and her television show. "I thought the music was good," said Michael as he got into Caroline's car with Emma. "She is good," said Emma. "Maybe she is similar to you." "Me?" asked Michael. "Wearing a wig to be someone else," said Emma, referring to the fact that brunette Miley wore a blonde wig as Hannah. "What are you two talking about?" asked Caroline. "Hannah Montana," said Emma. "She wears a wig too." "Oh, her," said Caroline. "Amy and Jenny have been watching her show recently. She wears a wig as a disguise so that she can have a normal life and a celebrity life at the same time." "Sis says that is like me," said Michael. "I suppose so," said Caroline. "You are a boy at school and a girl at home. So you have two lives too." "But I only want to be a girl," said Michael. "Hannah Montana is just a television show. It reflects on the difficulties that a person has when they try to be two people at once, and making sure that no one finds out." "But I don't want to be two people," said Michael. "I just want to be me." "And you will," said Caroline. "Soon you will be Michelle, just Michelle." * * * Even so, Emma and Michael decided to watch an episode of Hannah Montana when the chance arose. But after having a crash course on the show, they found it hard to follow. Louise would have to give them a few more lessons into what else was going on. They certainly found the canned laughter a bit off-putting, as they didn't get the humour. "American humour," said Liz. "It is hard to understand at times." "The schools are different too," said Emma. "They are," said Liz. "Totally different. You'll find your next school different." "Next school?" asked Michael. "Yes, after you've spent 6 years at your current school, you'll be going to secondary school," said Liz. "And how long are we there for?" asked Emma. "5 years," said Liz. "You get several teachers too, one for each subject." "How many subjects are there?" asked Michael. "A few," said Liz. "You get maths, English, science, foreign language, art, music, PE and a few others." "I can wait," said Emma. "Sounds like too much work." "Oh, and you get homework too," said Liz. "But as you said,you still have a few years to go. You start when you're 11." When they decided to retreat to their room, Michael went up to his old room, knowing James was in there. "So, a new school next year?" he said. "I've got one year left!" said James. "Not this September, but the one afterwards." "He doesn't sound pleased," said Emma. "But who can blame him!" As they sat on Emma's bed, Michael mentioned Louise having her own room. "You don't want a room to yourself, do you?" he asked her. "No. Of course not," she said. "It used to be that way, but I've always wanted to share it with a sister. It's too much fun with you here." "I enjoy it too," smiled Michael. "I wonder when Mrs Teddy will have her baby?" Emma's teddy, now wife of Michael's teddy, was "pregnant". Emma had placed a rolled up sock in her dress to give her a baby belly. They were now waiting for the chance to find a baby teddy in the shops. Michael was soon back to juggling life as a boy and life as a girl. School seemed to go on forever, or so it seemed to him. Everything that he wanted to happen quickly, seemed destined to take forever, whether it be the arrival of the summer holidays or the day his hair reached the bottom of his shoulders. Added to that, his parents seemed more interested in the arrival of the baby for now. John had been out getting a few items, including a pram. Liz was getting visits from Marian as usual and they were taking longer. "They haven't forgotten you," said James. "It seems that way, but it isn't." "I wish the baby would be born soon," said Emma. "I want to go shopping with mommy again." "Me too," said Michael. "It will happen," said James. "We're all keen to see the baby born." The only company, apart from each other, came in the form of Judy. She was the one who helped them prepare for school and gave them baths. She was also prepared to play a few board games with them when she had a break from the household chores. Even Liz joined in when she could. It was during one game of ludo that Liz suddenly sat back. "You ok?" asked Judy. "I think the baby turned," said Liz. "It must be." "Do you want Marian here?" asked Judy. "I should be ok," said Liz. "No need to panic yet." "What's happened?" asked Michael. "The baby is now upside down," said Judy. "Won't be long before it makes its entrance into the world." With that information, the children, Michael especially, thought that the birth was now just a matter of days away, if not sooner. But the baby was in no hurry. Having heard the news, John had applied for paternity leave from work. As a result, he was at home all day and barely left Liz's side. Hoping that this meant that John would do the school run, proved wrong for the children. They still were being taken by June, both there and back. "Your mom could go into labour at any time," said John. "I need to be on hand to take her to the hospital." As a result, the children found school even more awkward. They spent the whole day thinking about Liz and whether or not she would be sitting at home with the new baby in her arms. But day after day, they arrived to find her sat on the sofa, her tummy still swollen with the unborn child. * * * As if they needed reminding, Amy was telling all that her birthday party was coming up. As her birthday fell within the week, her party was being held on the following Saturday. "So, what are you getting for your birthday?" asked Maddy during the dinner hour. The girls were sitting together with Michael sat by Emma. "Might be getting more clothes. Would love a pram for my doll though," replied Amy. "Do we still need pretty dresses like Emma?" asked Lucy. She decided not to mention Michael as a precaution. "It would be nice," said Amy. "But I haven't got a dress." "We won't come in our dresses, if that's the case," said Emma. "You can if you wish," said Amy. Jenny, who was sat by her, put her arm around her. "You've got loads of nice clothes sis," she told her. "You will look pretty for your party." When the time came to go home, Michael couldn't help but feel sorry for Amy. With no further get togethers until the birthday party, he couldn't really do anything for her. On the Wednesday that was her birthday, Michael and Emma had both written birthday cards for her, chosen from a store that Liz had built up. With their cards in their school bags, they headed to school as normal. In class, Amy was given a rendition of the traditional song by the rest of the class. Michael couldn't help but smile as he sang along with the rest of the class. Amy did look more cheerful at least. During morning break, he gave Amy his card. Emma did the same. "Thank you," said Amy. "I wish I could give you a hug." "Me too," said Michael. "My mommy is saving my presents for Saturday," she told them. "She hasn't told me what they are. I've just got a feeling that Jenny knows though." "Knows what?" asked Jenny, who had just turned up. "Do you know something about Amy's presents?" asked Emma. "Should I?" she replied. "You do," said Amy. "And if I did, I wouldn't tell you as it would spoil the surprise," said Jenny. "Happy birthday sis." "You've said that 5 times already," said Amy. "All because I love you," said Jenny, giving her a hug. As Jenny and Amy walked away, Michael turned to Emma. "I would have liked a hug from Amy," he said. "Hugs are nice. I don't know why boys don't like them," she replied. "I like hugs," he said. "I know you do, sis!" she smiled. The rest of the day went like normal, with Michael pretending that he didn't get on too well with Amy and Becky. It was something he wanted to end. At home, he played with Emma upstairs as usual, having discovered that Liz was still awaiting the big moment. "I'm getting tired of waiting," he told Emma. "They said when the baby turned, then it would come out." "She didn't mention a day," said Emma. "She said soon." Even as they were talking about the baby, Liz just had a feeling that the moment was nigh. Still, that night, she went to bed. John helped her up the stairs. "Don't worry," said John. "I'll bring the commode up so you won't have to walk to the toilet." "I want the phone at hand," she told him. "I have a feeling that it could be nigh." "Ok. I'll bring the phone up too," he said. After helping her into bed, he went downstairs and fetched the items. Placing the commode on her side of the bed, he put the phone on the table on his side. "Goodnight love. You'll be ok," he said, kissing her. Liz just smiled and fell asleep. John awoke with a start. Liz was awake and in distress. He looked at the clock - 2:00am! "My waters have broken! The baby is coming!" said Liz between groans and heavy breaths. "Don't worry love," said John as he turned on the lamp and picked up the phone. "I need an ambulance now. My wife has just entered labour," he said to the operator. "Sod the ambulance! The baby is coming now!" shouted Liz. "Get Marian!" John quickly redialled and called Marian. "Marian. John Brook here. Liz has just entered labour. Get here quick," he told her. "Ok. I'll be there as soon as possible," said Marian. "Just tell her to relax. Keep her calm!" * * * Liz's shouts had been heard in the other two bedrooms. Soon, Michael and Emma were on the landing heading to their parents room. James wasn't far behind. "Mommy!" said Michael. "Is the baby coming?" "Yes sweetheart," said Liz. "The baby is coming." "Why don't you go back to bed. You have school tomorrow," said John. "Let them stay," said Liz. "Oh hurry up Marian!" Liz was clearly in discomfort, as her face was lined with tears. The bed covers had been removed. Liz's nightclothes had been lifted so that lower quarters could be seen. There was a clear sight of a head, or part of one, from between her legs. After what seemed like an eternity for Liz, the doorbell rang. "I'll get the door," said John. "Keep your mom company, ok?" "It will be ok mommy," said Emma. "Thank you Emma," smiled Liz. Marian was soon in the room and looking to see how far the baby had come. "Ok Liz, I can see the head," she said. "Can you try pushing?" Liz said nothing, but the agony in her facial expression told everything. The children were looking on worriedly, concerned at how much pain their mom was in. "The head is almost there," said Marian. "You're doing wonderful." John was on the bed beside Liz, holding her hand. It did nothing to stop Liz screaming. Michael and James had gone to see how much of the baby was out. Emma was soon watching too. "The head is out," said Marian with a smile. "Come on Liz, one more big push." The baby needed more than one push, but as soon as the head and shoulders were clear, Marian was able to pull the rest of the baby clear. Liz's screams were soon accompanied by those of a baby. "It's a boy!" said Marian. Liz breathed a huge sigh of relief. Her brow was drenched in sweat, but her smile was there for all to see. "We've got a brother," said Michael. He hugged Emma. He then turned to James and gave him a hug too. James was also in tears. Marian was busy finishing up, wrapping the baby in towels before severing the umbilical cord. She soon gave the baby boy to Liz to cradle. "He looks in pretty good health," said Marian. "So, decided on a name yet?" "Andrew," said Liz. "We're calling him Andrew." Soon, the three other children got a chance to say hello to their new brother. "Well, just need to do some paperwork for the hospital," said Marian. "You'll need a note for the register office." "Thank you again," said John. "You've been an enormous help." "Just doing my job," smiled Marian. "I never tire of it either." Andrew was given back to her for a moment, just so that he could be weighed. It gave Liz a chance to get up and let John take away the bed sheet, which was heavily spoiled now. After Marian had finished all that needed to be done, she gave Andrew back to Liz and packed her bag. It was also time for 3 children to return to bed. "Come on, you have got school tomorrow," said John. "Your mom needs some rest now, as does your baby brother." They filed out of the room and headed back to their beds. "I've got a brother again," said James. "I'm so happy for you bro," said Michael. "Sorry I couldn't be a brother for you, but I'm sure Andrew will be." James just smiled and took Michael in a hug. John came to see if they had gone back to bed and saw them. He smiled, understanding what this was about. "Come on. Back to bed," he said, in a non annoyed voice. Liz had put Andrew in his cot and had gone to get washed down. She was eager to get back to the baby though. John had thrown the spoiled sheet away and replaced it. He then gently pushed the cot so that it was near Liz's side of the bed. Liz returned from the bathroom and immediately went to the cot. Andrew was asleep. "He's wonderful," she said. "We wanted a boy, for James." "Well, he's happy. The girls are happy too," said John. Even though Liz was tired, she couldn't stop looking at the new addition to the family. * * * The next morning, Liz was up early. Her mothering duties had well and truly kicked in, and she was sitting on the sofa downstairs with Andrew in her arms. The children were feeling a little drowsy when they arrived downstairs. Judy had arrived early to start on work, only to be distracted by the newborn baby. He was being fed from one of the bottles that Marian had brought along a few days ago. "All still sleepy?" asked Judy as the children wandered into the kitchen for breakfast. "They were awoken by me," said Liz. "They then watched the birth." "I'd better get some bowls of cereal prepared," said Judy. John came downstairs moments later with the cot. He had had to give the children the wake up call. "How's the new man of the house?" he asked Liz. "Hungry," she replied. Andrew looked up at him, then closed his eyes and yawned. "Come on, you must want some more milk?" said Liz as she put the teet of the bottle by his lips once more. Andrew obliged and was soon sucking on the bottle again. The children had all decided to eat their cereal in the living room. They couldn't get enough of Andrew and were not keen to go to school. It turned out to be a busy day, with the children wasting no time in telling their friends at school about the news. John was also sending the news on to the family in the Midlands. "Hi mom. I'm just calling to say that Liz has had the baby," he said over the phone. "Came early this morning." "Many congratulations! So, boy or girl?" replied Helen. "You've got a new grandson. We've called him Andrew." "Just what you wanted," said Helen. "I'll tell Anne when she gets back from work." "Ok. I expect she'll be phoning me back," said John. "Told Sally yet?" asked Helen. "Not yet," said John. "I suppose she'll be at work too?" "I should imagine so," said Helen. "It just happens to be my step- grandaughters birthday today too." "So, that makes it a good day in your house then?" said John. "Anyway, I'll send some photos for you soon enough." "Ok son. Bye then," said Helen. "Bye," said John. Liz wasn't in the mood for photos yet though. She just wanted to look after her new son. Andrew just wanted to sleep. "I suppose I'd better get him registered," said John eventually. "I won't be long." He picked up the paperwork that Marian had left and headed off to the register office. "I'm sure he'll be alright," said Judy. "Most babies will sleep the day away." She was referring to the fact that Liz seemed reluctant to leave the baby for any amount of time. "I know," said Liz. "Just a mother's instinct. I'm just worried something might happen if my back is turned." "Of course, but you can't sit on the sofa all day," said Judy. "Not now at least." "I know," smiled Liz. "After months of wanting to kick that habit, I find I want to do it more." Liz agreed to get up and do some housework, even if was simple work at that. Her body was in need of some exercise after being very immobile for so long. Judy agreed to watch Andrew while did. The morning hadn't quite ended when Marian made a call, just to check up on things. "Morning all," she said. "Everything ok?" "Just trying to get back into the original pattern of things," said Liz. "Andrew is having a nap." "Where's John?" asked Marian. "Gone to get the birth certificate," said Liz. "He should be back soon." Marian went over to the cot to see Andrew. He was, as Liz said, still fast asleep. "So, you had a good nights sleep?" she asked Liz. "Not much. I was too concerned for Andrew," said Liz. "You should have slept," said Marian. "And don't worry, I'm sure John will help look after Andrew. You don't have to do all the work." Liz just sighed. "I'm working now. I just want to get this weight off." "You will," said Marian. "Now, have you fed him yet?" "Of course I have," said Liz. "Filled up one of those bottles you gave me and he's drank over half of it already." "And don't forget to give him a bath," said Marian. "I won't," said Liz. It was part of Marian's job to help new mothers cope with their new duties. Liz had been in this position 3 times before and knew the ritual. A few minutes later and John was back with the birth certificate. "Hi Marian," he said. "I'm sure the baby is ok." "Just need to remind your wife that she has to look after him properly," she replied. * * * June and Maddy were the first to hear off the children about the new baby. As soon as they got into the car, all three were fighting to tell the news first. "Well done James, you've got your new brother," said Maddy. "Thanks," said James. "Well, tell your mom that I'm pleased for her," said June. They sensed that June had other thoughts on her mind. "What's up with your mom?" asked James as they walked up the school path. "You know what," said Maddy. "This baby should be your second brother. She still thinks Michael should go back to toy cars." "Certainly not," said Michael. As James headed towards the juniors, Michael, Maddy and Emma continued to the infants were they met up with the other girls. "We've got some great news," said Emma. "Michael and I have a new brother." "Your mommy has had the baby then?" asked Amy. "Yes, and he's called Andrew," smiled Emma. Amy hugged her and Michael in turn. "You hugged Michael! What are the boys going to say?" said Becky. "Does it matter?" said Amy. "Those boys are idiots. By the way, was he born yesterday?" "It was during the night," said Emma. "I was wondering if he was born on my birthday," she said. "I'll have to find out," said Emma. "There goes the bell," said Lucy. "Shall we go in?" Despite feeling tired after witnessing the birth, Michael didn't show it. But he did want to get back home and see his baby brother again. It was something he was going to have to get used to: he was no longer the youngest member of the family. Talk about Andrew continued throughout the day, though Michael was unable to get involved. He had to rely on Emma for information as always. During dinner break, Emma found him in the playground and spoke to him. "Our next get together, its at our house," she told him. "It was meant to be Lucy's turn, but everyone wants to see the baby." "Ok," he said. "I can't wait for home time." "Me too," said Emma. "Last night was wonderful." "I'm just wondering what that long thing was," said Michael. "That was coming from his tummy." "Ask mommy or daddy. They should know," said Emma. "I'll see you later." So, as soon as he left school that afternoon, he met up with his brother and sister, plus Maddy. "Can't wait to see little Andrew again," said James. "Wonder how long it will be before he learns that black and white are good colours?" "Is that all you think about, football?" sighed Emma. "Well, I hope he likes football when he's older," said James. "I hope he does," said Michael. James looked at him and smiled. They found June waiting for them as usual. They were now wondering when Liz would be picking them up instead. "Ready to go?" she asked them as they all clambered into her car. "Ready," said Emma. Upon arriving at their house, June pulled up and parked. It appeared that she wanted to see the new arrival too. Liz was resting on the sofa, while John was cradling Andrew. The baby was once again in the mood for food and was sucking away at his bottle. Judy was on hand to let the children in. June and Maddy followed them in. "Oh hello June," said John as she came in and noticed the baby in his arms. "He's a big boy, isn't he?" she said, as John got up to give her a closer look. "Hi June," yawned Liz. "Come to see the new arrival?" "Yes, and he's hungry too," replied June. John then crouched so that Maddy could have a look too. While June and Maddy were looking at the baby, Michael and Emma were heading upstairs to change out of their uniforms. June frowned when they both came downstairs, both wearing dresses. "I hope your new son sticks to wearing trousers when he's older," said June. John and Liz gave her a stern look. "The fact that Michael wishes to be a girl, has nothing to do with you," said John. "We are hoping that Andrew takes after James, but we won't be forcing him." John decided to put Andrew back in his cot. "You should though, to be certain," said June. "You don't have to remind us of your stance. It's bad enough that you will take Michael to school, but you won't have him while he is dressed as he is now," said John. "If you are not satisfied, I won't take them to school either," said June. "Ok. I'll do it," said John. "I'm on paternity leave now. And Liz will be able to do it again when I return to work." Michael had gone over to Liz to get his wig fitted. He couldn't help but listen. "I did say I would tolerate this," said June. "My husband is a different matter." "If he finds out," said John. "Intending to tell him?" "But he might see Michael with his trousers down," she countered. "If he does, I'll have him for being a pervert," said John. "But even if he did, he wouldn't see anything unusual." "Oh, so Michael has no willy?" asked June. "He has pants that hide it!" said John. "You want proof? Michelle, lift up your dress." Michael looked at John and wondered. He looked at Liz for further answers. Liz helped lift Michael's dress and lower his panties. Thankfully, Michael had made a habit of wearing his gaffe whenever in girl mode. "See what I mean?" said John. "The only way your husband will ever find out is if you open your mouth." June had been put in her place. John was right, as the only way her husband would find out was if she told him, and she didn't want that. "You've been scared that he might find out, haven't you?" said John. June just nodded. "Mommy, he will never find out," said Maddy. "We won't let him." "It's true," said Emma. "At other houses, nobody knows that Michelle is a boy, except all the mommies and us." June thought it through. Letting Michelle into her house was plausible, but it still left one question. "Who does he pass off as?" she asked. "He can't go as your daughter's sister." "Just say that she is a friend from school," said John. "Mommy, are you letting Michelle come to our house?" asked Maddy. "I suppose we can," said June. "Yippee!" said Maddy with delight. "Don't wake the baby," said Liz. "June. Does Michelle look like a boy to you at this moment?" asked John. Michael now wore his wig. "I suppose if I didn't know he was a boy, I'd say he was a girl," said June. "Then that is that," said John. "No one will question her sex by looking at her." June just sighed. She went over to the cot for another look at Andrew. "He looks adorable," she said. "Congratulations Liz." She then turned to Maddy. "Come on sweetheart, lets go home." Maddy turned and looked at Emma and Michael, giving them a big smile.