" If you like it then, you can have it, try it on if you like."This didn't so much shock as surprise me and I spoke before really thinking, why did I ...eed to think about it though."Don't be silly, dresses are for girls," I said, but as I did, I suddenly felt like I wanted to try the dress. Why? I was a boy, not a girl, but still, I wanted to try this dress. The thought was playing on my mind all afternoon, and was making me really uncomfortable, thinking about it. Should I say something or not?. "For nowSon, you have my permission to dress up. Now leave me for a moment while Iget some things on myself. I'm freezing." She leaned over and gave me asoft moist kiss right square on my lips. Wow. She never kissed me likethat before.Part IIIAfter a few minutes Mom came out of the bedroom wearing some differentclothes. I was easy to find because of the clicking of her high heels onthe floor. Walking around the house had taken on a whole new perspectivefor me, and I was happier than ever. But I wish you'd come sooner."She was shaking, still weeping. I looked anxiously at this scrap. My family had always been robust. Medical emergencies have tended to cuts and the odd broken bone. I had no experience of this sort of thing. Was she having a nervous breakdown? Should I take her to hospital? She pushed herself out of my arms, sniffed and pushed her hair back."But you have come. Good. Thank you. Bless you. Elizabeth said you would."Outguessed, out-foxed and too late! We had really. She squatted down to be level with the kid, tried to keep her words calm. "What'll he expect?"The boy shook his head, eyes wide."What? You don't know, or you can't say?" She unclasped her weapon's holster, glanced at the hall with renewed intensity.This is the only place it can happen."He doesn't know." A croak from the room she'd just left. "Henry expects- expected me in the bedroom." Simon peered at her from the doorway. "He'll come here when he notices Seven isn't there." Here?" He knows we.