Peter returned to his room and took as many clothes from the wardrobe as he could carry. He returned to his old room to see his mother emptying his wardrobe, by throwing everything in a crumpled pile on the floor. Back and forth he went in only his underwear, fetching her masses of dresses and jumpers until the wardrobe was finally empty. Even with his own clothes in it, it won’t be any less feminine, he thought as he removed the final box of shoes.

The box of shoes was swapped for one of his empty drawers, which he was to fill from Jenny’s drawers. The first drawer full he’d just tossed Jenny’s undewear in. His mother tells him that it is not acceptable, and that he should make sure they remain neatly folded. “Otherwise I’ll make sure everybody knows what you are!” she threatened.