"Son we need to talk." Bill said as he walked into the living room. Jon was sad to say but he'd gotten used to his fathers ridiculous outfits. he was standing there dressed like some sorority girl's interpretation of a slutty librarian with his pinstriped skirt and matching blazer that somehow didn't cover much. "I think it's time we talked about something important."
"Jon when I was your age I had something similar happen to me. I didn't always have blond hair nor did I look like some centrefold." Bill said. "When I turned 18 it started, it was like I went through puberty again, I had no idea why. I used to be just one of the guys. I was going to go to college for football but they pulled my scholarship when I showed up to practice like this. I ended up working my way through, I think I've done alright for myself. Don't know if I'd have ever made senior partner at the firm if I'd taken any more hits to the head. but that's not what's important."
Jon sat in stunned silence, he'd never heard his dad speak to him like an adult.
"Listen son, I want to tlak to you. You know I never knew my father, he died before I was born. Though I have my suspicions now that it may not have been that simple. You see, I had no idea this issue I have was contagious or what have you. I just know what I woke up one day platinum blond and my life changed forever. You seem to have hit your day."
"You mean, I'm going to end up like you?" Jon said. "But I don't want to, I'm happy as I am."
"As was I kid, you think I chose this? No, You at least have some help. You know how your grandmother felt having to take her son bra shopping? That was not an experience she had been planning for. I just wanted to let you know that whatever happens you're my son and I'm here for you. Now I've got to get to work but we'll talk tonight."
Jon sat stunned as he watched his father sashay out of the room.
