you can't expect me to be a girl." "Oh don't be silly," Martha said, "What ever must you think of us, no it's just for Pastor Taylour and Mrs Baxter from across the street." "Ok," I agreed. May brought her make up box and set it on the table, "Just a touch of the medium red," she suggested, "Sit down." The lipstick felt most off on my lips, and then she started to comb my hair finally she slid a couple of hair grips in and Martha picked up the mirror, "See," she said. I gulped, a girl looked back at me. "We'll have your ears pierced on Monday but until then you can wear these clip on ear rings." May suggested and she slipped a pearl ear ring on my left ear lobe and tightened the