Jessica awoke, startled, to find that she was once again in the room of her seventeen-year-old self. She was not wearing a diaper and she had not been bottle-fed by her sister. She was, however, once again, sucking her thumb.
Jessica learned instantaneously, however, that the hardest thing to do was to put something like this out of her mind. She got dressed and went downstairs to watch television. She turned on the news. She figured that the news was least likely to show anything diaper-related. Still, she was so self-conscious she felt like she had “diaper girl” written across her forehead in permanent marker. Elizabeth came into the room and sat down beside her sister.
“Since when did you start watching the news?” Elizabeth asked.
“There was nothing else on,” Jessica replied with a forced cool.
“Not usually when I start watching the news, but to each their own I suppose. I’m going to see what’s for breakfast. You enjoy your news.”
Just as Elizabeth got up and left Jessica to her news watching the television cut to commercial. Much to Jessica’s chagrin, it was an advertisement for Huggies diapers. Just what she needed. However, instead of changing the channel, she sat there almost mesmerized by what she saw. The babies looked so adorable and happy parading around in nothing but their diapers. She had a mind to run upstairs right now, close and lock her door and try on one of the diapers she had snuck from the Roberts’ the night before. Just as she was about to get up, Elizabeth intruded into her thoughts.
“Breakfast is ready, it’s waffles,” she said.
“Oh. Thanks,” replied Jessica, trying not to sound as startled as she felt.
Heading to the table, Jessica tried to shake herself from her reverie. She grabbed some waffles and the butter and syrup. She began to butter her waffles feeling the most self-conscious she had ever felt. She poured the syrup onto her waffles and nearly spilled some all over her top.