While Aunt Constance was preparing to turn my brother over her knee, my mother felt it best to come and check on me, to see what I was doing. When she walked into my temporary room, which I was sharing with Molly, she found me already out of the dress, laying on the bed crying. When she asked me why I had let what my brother did upset me, I told her that I had always hoped he would understand that I could exist, and not be a carbon copy of him for the rest of my life, at the same time. My mother told me that it was likely that he was jealous of me, that, and the fact that he hadn't seen me for awhile, had made him forget how I looked when I was wearing something that showed I was different from him, physically.

When she said it that way, I could see what she was talking about. I also knew from her, that the matter concerning Scott was being dealt with as we talked. Soo, once we were done, the two of us went back downstairs, and both Scott, and my cousin, said they were sorry for how they had reacted. Rather than do to them, what they had done to me, I told them it was no big deal.