Carried Away

 

"Catherine! Fancy seeing you here! I feel like it's been a month!" 

"Hello Marcie! Almost a month, yeah." She said with a chuckle. "I've been busy." 

"Isn't that the truth? And you came without Aiden?" A strange look crossed Catherine's face and Marcie followed her gaze to the girl standing by a chair. It took her a moment, but then she recognized the girl's chin. "Oh. Oh, my god." 

"Yeah." Catherine stretched the word out. 

"What happened?" 

"I... got carried away." Catherine said sheepishly. "You remember the garden party a month ago? The one where Aiden kept pulling girls' hair and got all muddy?" 

"Of course." "Well, I took him straight home and gave him a bath. It was when I was brushing his hair for bed that it came to me. If he liked pulling girls' hair, maybe I should show him what having long hair is like." 

"I see that." Marcie smiled at the girl, no, Aiden was a boy even in that pink dress. 

"So I took him to the salon and, well, they must have thought he was my daughter or something because they offered to pierce his ears, do his nails, all that." She sipped her drink. "By the time we left, he was sobbing about how he looked like a girl and honestly, he did." 

"So you just went with it?" 

"Yeah, I thought it would just be temporary, but" she shrugged. "He's honestly a lot more obedient, yells less, all that. I've given him a few boy days, but he always ends up back in a dress by lunch because I just can't seem to handle him as a boy anymore." She sighed and shrugged. "I know I need to let him be a boy, but look at him. I never thought my son could be so beautiful."

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