With the advantage of an entire ocean between their country and the hostilities in Europe, the political pundits decided that it was best to see which...way the wind was blowing before committing to one side or the other. It was at best a contradiction to American values to not do anything and at worst a risky strategy to allow the Axis of Evil comprised of Hitler, Stalin and Mussolini as well as the devious warlords in the land of the rising sun to fester and grow like a rash in a hard to reach. It’s time for the truth to be revealed.”“Truth?” I asked.“What truth?” Dad asked.“Everyone, kneel there, be quiet, and watch,” my brother said, his thoughts washing over me as they radiated out from him. His face tightened. I felt the ghost of his pain crossing his mind.James, Cindy, and Mindy joined our parents, kneeling, staring at us. I didn’t like this. I shouldn’t have people kneeling before me. I should be the one kneeling. That was my place. I shivered in my brother’s arms. What was he. “So my Lord, when shall we wed?” Miss Fanshawe asked coyly.“I believe in common law we are already wed, we have publicly shown our love, but I do believe three weeks are needed for banns so shall we say one month hence?”Miss Fanshawe winked at her mother. I doubt the mother realised for Brabbinger was far from finished his fornicatory mission and she well the far side of any decorum as she squirmed in ecstasy. “Did you plan this?” I asked.“Better an old mans darling than a young man’s. I guess he believed in delayed gratification. He tried four different wigs on me finally deciding on one. It was a brunette shoulder length wig that had bangs. He said that the hair framed my face beautifully. He then stood me up and walked me over to his full length mirror. I didn’t recognize myself. I was mesmerized. I actually looked really good. Hot even. I was so amazed at my appearance that I didn’t notice he left the room. A flash of light removed the spell I was under. I turned around.