I nearly wet myself but I couldn't raise anyobjection as my ears were duly pierced and gold studs inserted ? as partof the deal I was also given a mak... over voucher.My hair was brushed out and my face was lightly painted, as a young missI probably would have been pleased but as a young lad I was totallyhorror struck. I felt like I was wearing a mask, one designed to drawattention. It must have looked rather incongruous with the school uniformbut was the least of my problems ? I was absolutely. I asked Tamara to go with Michael to the baggage pick-up while I caught the shuttle to the parking lot and drove back to pick them up.They were chatting at the curb when I drove up. After all of the luggage was loaded, Tamara opened the back door and climbed in. I said she didn't have to get back there and Michael reiterated the same, but she insisted.The drive to Tamara's house was uneventful. I pulled in the drive and unloaded her luggage. She invited us in and we stayed for a few minutes. I. I could feel the weight of it. "Come on Charlie, let's go," hesaid as he stood up. It snapped be back to reality for a second."Go," I said confused, like I just woke from a sleep."That could be fun," my mom said. "Come on Neil. Come dance with me!" No Way," Neil said as he stuck out his tongue at mom. "Dance with yourother son, I pass," Neil said with a chuckle pointing towards me."You're my only son," Mom said as she stood and walked over and grabbedhis hand.It hurt me a bit hearing her say. A normal schoolinghad been impossible and Fran had always had his tutoring at home. Hehad been unavoidably cosseted all of his life."Of course," said Cathy, "it was wonderful for me. I'd always wanted alittle brother or sister and I've adored this wee darlin' since he cameto us. I know it wasn't easy for my mum...always having to explainFran's tiny size, making special arrangements with the EducationDepartment, sorting out the clothes dilemma, dealing with socialworkers and all that stuff. But.