A little sibling strife is worth meeting Jess’ needs, even if she’s not aware of them. Only one more week until the notice should arrive in the mail. Liz all but prayed that Jess would be selected. There were one hundred semi-finalists, surely she had a shot.
It was the day before the contest drawing when Jess finally found out about it. She’d spent all her time and energy trying to block babyish things out of her life. She’d had several very close calls since she started wearing big girl panties exclusively again, including one incident where she actually started tinkling in her shorts, though luckily she’d been in the bathroom and had gotten them down in time before any noticeable damage was done. Still, she was mortified about it.