Peter looked up at his mother in amazement. “All of them?” he asks. She nods a definite yes. “But… what am I going to wear?”

His mother turns towards Jenny, who is sorting out her new wardrobe. “How are you getting on Jenny?” she asks in an almost cheery tone of voice.

“Fine.” Jenny smiles. “There’s so many I never wear any more.” she says as she removes a dress and hangs it from the wardrobe door, on which several others hang.

Peter realises what’s happening and claims, “I can’t wear those!”

“Oh yes you can… and it seems you have been for some time now.” his mother states. “Jenny dear… why don’t you choose one for your brother?”

A huge grin sweeps Jenny’s face. “Can I?” she gushes.