“Well, I feel really bad for even discussing this with you but I think you should know. It’s about Jess.”
“I see,” replied Mrs Anderson in a knowing tone, but she let Elizabeth take the lead.
“About a month ago, I guess, I caught Jess wearing a diaper around the house. We were making lunch one Saturday morning and she bent over to grab something and when her shirt rid up, I caught a glimpse of the waistband. I couldn’t believe my eyes, so I asked her to hand me the mustard or something and sure enough, I saw the waistband of a disposable diaper. Then, when she was turned around I was able to make out the outline of her diaper underneath her jeans.