“What are your plans for summer, Jess?” Elizabeth asked.
“Oh not much. I’ll probably spend most of it babysitting like I do every summer,” replied Jessica as she bent down to get the lettuce and tomatoes out of the drawer. Her shirt lifted and the waistband of her diaper was briefly glimpsed by her younger sister, Elizabeth, who went wide-eyed.
“That sounds like fun. Hey, can you hand me the mustard?” replied Elizabeth.
“Sure thing, sis,” said Jessica as she leaned to the far back of the refrigerator looking for the mustard. Her shirt lifted again and if there had been any doubt in Elizabeth’s mind about Jessica’s diaper it was quickly dispelled. Coupled with a subtle crinkle when she straightened back up and an obvious bulge, the confusion from earlier this morning cleared in Elizabeth’s mind, just to be replaced with new confusions. Shrugging it off for now, she smiled, hoping that her understanding would continue to grow. Jessica sliced the tomato and ripped some lettuce for her sandwich, completely oblivious to what Elizabeth had seen and heard.
Still elated with the way the diaper made her feel, Jessica made her sandwich and put the leftover food back into the refrigerator. Standing behind her marveling at her diaper, Elizabeth waited to put the mustard back.
Jessica took her sandwich into the living room where she set it down on the coffee table and sat on the couch. She grabbed the remote. She flipped through channels until she found nothing on and then put on MTV. A Britney Spears video was just ending and they were about to cut to commercial. Just as the commercial was coming on, Elizabeth joined her sister in the living room with her lunch. Just her luck, it was an advertisement for Pampers. She wondered if Elizabeth could read “diaper girl” across her forehead now, but Elizabeth didn’t seem to give any sign that she knew that her sister was wearing a diaper. Music videos came back on and Elizabeth finished her lunch and got up to go about her day. Jessica was still feeling too self-conscious to move, wondering whether her sister could or could not read her like a book.