Though talkative as ever, the family made it through the meal without a single argument and Andy began to relax. He felt a pang of regret as he said his good-byes. He hoped he would see this side of the family again before his Bar-Mitzvah, especially Libby. For a girl, she took everything…well…like a man.
“I hope you, uh, feel better,” he said.
“What? I’m not si….oh. Thanks. You too.”
“They’re not bad, Libby,” he told her. “You just need to give them a chance.”
“I might have to,” she answered, regretfully and on that note, they parted.
The sun was still shining when the Greenbaums reached home an hour later. Andy put his presents away and changed into a disposable. He kept the cloth diaper though. He began thinking of what he could substitute for plastic pants so he could wear it again.