Summer at the Beach Part Seven
It was such a thrill walking to my car with my son at my side. He was so beautiful in his new sundress. And he knew it. To the casual observer there was little doubt that this young lady was my daughter. It would take a closer inspection to show Jim to be a 16 year old boy. I was amazed and, to tell the truth, a little taken aback, to see Jim accept his new female role with such blatant enthusiasm. Maybe I hadn't been such a good mother to Jim in his first 16 years. It had...