"You...you be a good girl forAunt Andie and I'll see you Monday. You'll know me 'cause I'll bethe short girl with the big tits." She giggled, suddenly...explosively."I love you, Mom," said Kelly."Okay, baby, now let me talk to Andie," Barbie asked.Andie had been listening to Kelly's end of the conversation andguessing about the other end. She marveled a bit that even upsetand crying, Kelly acted more like a girl than a boy. Or maybebecause of the emotional distress.She took the phone when Kelly. I told her I wanted a good vacation with her, Julia and our child. Another hour and Amelia was asleep. Julia nodded her head to me and I followed. We went to the beverage car and got some coffee and found a place to sit. Julia told me that the doctors have moved her time with us shorter. I asked the doctors not to tell her. They said I had to. I told the Doctors that the father of her child was coming for a visit and that she should have some happy memories before we told her. They agreed with. She was going nuts. She told me that she could not believe how I had treated her last night. I had made her feel very special. When we were done I told her to get me something from the van. She stood up and turned around and let out a little screech. She said is that what I think it is and I said yes. She ran over to it and said no way. She came back and gave me a big hug and a kiss. I told her to go ahead. She went over to the shower and I showed her how it worked. She took off her robe. It had looked as if the boy had stuffed something in the front of his pants, like a roll of socks or something. Surely his package couldn’t be that big.Package? Where did that come from? She must have heard it in a movie, or read it in a book.“I’ll have the stuffed sole, Paolo,” she said, fighting the urge to peek at the boy’s crotch again. “With the rice pilaf.”Paolo’s eyes were no longer flitting between her face and breasts. They had locked firmly on the creamy swells spilling up out of the.