I had a couple of plain-white medical brand pull-ups with various levels of absorbency. I applied a generous amount of lavender-scented baby power before putting on a pull-up. I finished with pulling on a knee length skirt along with some shorts to make sure the pull-up was fully concealed, as I headed to the kitchen to eat breakfast before my tutor arrived.
The question had been gnawing at the back of my mind ever since I realized that my aunt and uncle wanted me to live with them and were willing to fight my mother in court for the right to maintain custody of me. It wasn’t a kind question, and I wasn’t certain I wanted to know the answer to it, given its power to impact the very nature of my relationship with my new guardians.