The play went nearly perfect. There were a few stumbled lines, fewer than she had dared hope for. And Robin had done an excellent job replacing Gina. Even thought she knew that he was really a boy, she couldn't help thinking of him as a girl during most of the play.
With the play over, everyone hurried to get into their street clothes and head over to the church basement for the after play party.
Only Robin was having problems. "I can't find the glue remover." He said.
Miss Goodbody tried to find the glue remover in the confusion that remained after the play was done. It was no where to be found.
"I can get some from home, but that will have to wait until tomorrow." She said as she lived nearly an hour from the school. "Here, wear this under your sweatshirt, it will help." She added, handing Robin a stretchy shirt.
Robin looked at the shirt as if it was some sort of cursed item. It was pink, with short sleeves and a deep neck line. He had seen his sisters wear tops like this, and they were very girlie.
"I ah " Robin started to say.
Knowing that bouncing breasts are both uncomfortable and obvious, even under a bulky sweatshirt, Helen also knew that trying to talk Robin into wearing a bra would be a very bad idea. This shirt, a size or so too small was the best compromise she could think of. "Trust me on this Robin." She said, then added, "You were great tonight."
Accepting the shirt, Robin went into the changing room and removed corset and the dress he had worn in the last scene. He pulled on the pink shirt and knew that he didn't want to be seen wearing it. It quickly pulled on his sweatshirt before pulling stepping into his jeans. Only they were still his sister's jeans. He didn't notice, because he was so upset about the top and he was in a hurry to get to the cast party, that they still fit him just right.
