Lanky and odd with gentle features, Johnny’s pa called him “sissy boy”. He served bloody noses and fat lips in hopes of toughening the boy up.
Johnny collected forgotten dresses from his older sister’s closet and hid them in the old shed. When he thought no one was peeking he slid their silken fabrics over his skin.
One night nosy Mary-Ann wouldn’t leave him alone.
He tried to escape his older sisters prying eyes but found himself cornered when she threw open the creaky shed door.
“You really should ask before borrowing clothes, that zipper is tricky, let me help.”
PHOTO PROMPT © Nathan Sowers grandson of our own Dawn M. Miller
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