44 -MY SON, THE BRIDESMAID

Society pages?! thought the surprised boy. The newspaper?... the one that everyone in the city reads?! Naw, he's taking lots of pictures here tonight. the chances are pretty slim. And so the brief incident was soon forgotten.

The rest of the evening was a lot of fun for the three of them. Adrienne Sloan took them over to her table on the other side of the ballroom where she introduced them to her daughters and several friends. Robin felt quite embarrassed as he received the obvious attention of one of the young men that he was introduced to.

Steven Parker was a nephew of Mrs. Sloan's who was visiting from college during the Christmas break. He was of athletic build, quite tall, with blue eyes and blond hair. Robin wouldn't know, but his sister assured him that Steve was a "hunk".

So, like it or not, Robin found himself spending a lot of time on the dance floor with the misguided suitor. Trish had given him only a few lessons but obviously enough. He mostly just had to remember to put his left arm on Steve's shoulder. If only Steve knew that he was chasing another boy, not a girl, thought the femininely dressed Robin!

Robin kept looking toward the Sloan table to see if Mrs. Sloan had 'told'. It didn't appear so.

By the end of the evening, around 2:00 AM, and after much champagne, Robin was exhausted. His calves were so sore from dancing on those high heels. So when the last waltz was called, he unintentionally found himself welcoming the close contact that Steve initiated. Robin actually found himself resting his head on Steve's shoulder! Something that his teasing sister wasn't letting him forget during the ride home.

Chapter 8

It was late in the morning when the Wilkes' family finally managed to get down to breakfast. Everyone felt quite exhausted from the revelry of the night before. Robin came downstairs in his old faded jeans and a T-shirt, his long hair hanging, still damp on his shoulders after his shower. Only the long, still red-painted nails, and now

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obviously plucked eyebrows hinted at the existence of a "Miss Robin".

"Well, I see my sister has decided to stay in bed today, and my brother has returned," commented Trish, who didn't look like the elegant picture of femininity that was the Trish of last night. She was wearing a favorite sweatsuit outfit with her hair tied back in a simple ponytail.

"No, I don't think my feet could take high heels today, and my chest is still sore from that bustier," groaned the boy. He picked up the pill that was traditionally on his breakfast plate, and popped in his mouth, then washed it down with some orange juice.

"Gee, is that a new brand of vitamins, Mom?" he asked somewhat rhetorically.

"What, dear?" Evelyn Wilkes responded as she worked over the pan on the stove, "oh, those... yes, they are supposed to be better than the other ones I was buying ... more vitamin B, I believe." Of course, Robin wasn't. even expecting or listening to the reply. He had picked up the morning paper and was casually browsing through it.

"Oh, no!" the exclamation was barely audible from Robin. He dropped the paper and was staring at it with a panicked look on his face.

"What is it," asked Trish, picking up the paper and looking at the page it was opened to.

"Hey, look at this Mom!" Trish was obviously excited too. "Our picture is in the paper!" Mrs. Wilkes stopped her cooking and walked over to look at what was causing all the commotion.

It was Section 3, the "Society" section. Right in the middle of the page was a big photo...of "Adrienne Sloan, of the Hampstead Sloan's frolicking at the annual gala New Year's Ball at the Westminister Hotel. With Mrs. Sloan are Evelyn Wilkes and her beautiful twin daughters, Miss Robin Wilkes, (a talented fashion designer as evidenced by her original cocktail dresses she and her sister are wearing) and Miss Patricia Wilkes." The article went on to mention the name of their boutique, then other society "news" of the ball's attendees.

"What if some of my friends see this... they know who we are... they know that Trish's twin isn't a sister, but a