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Really, this was too much. This thing was getting out of hand, but there was nothing I could do about it.

"Hi, girls," Joe said as he strolled over to our table. "Wow. Who is this dish?"

After Margie introduced me as her cousin from out of town, Joe directed most of his conversation towards me even to the point of ask- ing me for a date which I hotly turned down. When Margie kicked my shin under the able, I went on in a somewhat sweeter fashion to explain that I couldn't accept because I would be returning home in a day or

two.

At last, Margie said it was time to go and we went back to our apart- ment. "Well, you made quite a hit tonight. Betty and Susan adore you dressed like this. And Joe Bradley was almost drooling. Are you con- vinced now that you make a believable young lady?"

"Yes," I replied. "Too believable to my liking. And I'll be awfully glad when that darned play is over. Remind me not to try out for one again."

Finally, the night of the play came and went and, if I do say so myself, I really stole the show. An article about the play in the next issue of our school paper reads in part as follows:

But if there were a prize for the best performance it would un- questionnably go to Jack Foster who played the role of Melanie. He looked just as pert and pretty in his dresses as any girl in the audience and his impersonation was so letter perfect that most of us completely forgot we were watching a boy. Congratulations, Jack. You're a good sport to have put so much effort into making the play a success.”

Needless to say that Betty and Susan and Margie were ecstatic about it all. Margie in particular and she let it be known to anyone who would listen that she had been my coach. After the people who had come back- stage to offer their congratulations to the cast had mostly left, I started to go to the dressing room to change but Margie stopped me. "Oh, please, Jackie. Don't change. At least, let me keep my little sister one more evening. My car is outside and Betty has invited us over to her house. Her Mom is anxious to see what a good job I've done on you. Please do it."