Easy As Falling Off A Bike pt 867.

Wuthering Dormice
(aka Bike)
Part 867
by Angharad
  
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After I had calmed Julie down and sent her off to tidy her bedroom, so I had enough space to think, I found my address book and called the number I was looking for.

“Hello, it’s Cathy Cameron. Could I leave a message for Stephanie.”

“Dr Cauldwell is in her surgery at the moment. I’ll see if she’ll speak to you.” I waited for a moment wondering if she’d recognise my name, she may not.

“Hello, this Dr Cauldwell, do I know you–um–Mrs Cameron?”

“Yes, but not as Cathy Cameron, as Cathy Watts–you helped Trish.”

“Oh yes, the little transgendered kid–is it about her?”

“Yes and no, it might be good for someone to see her again, she hasn’t been seen for several months.”

“Might be an idea, what was the no about?”

“You won’t believe it but I seem to have acquired a sixteen year old kid with the same problem.”

“What? These children are as rare as hen’s teeth and you’ve found another? What do you do, go out looking for them?”

“No, they seem to find me–or coincidence puts us together.”

“You know that Jung suggested there was no such thing as coincidence?”

“Yeah, but he was barking anyway.”

“True: I have an hour before lunch tomorrow–I could do a quickie on both of them for you. Do you have a referral for the older one?”

“Not yet, she only happened into my life a few hours ago.”

“Are you sure, she’s the real McCoy?”

“I think so: put it this way, she hasn’t recognised Trish yet and vice versa.”

“So they don’t know about each other?”

“No.”

“What about you? Do they know about you?”

“I did tell Trish once, but she seems to have forgotten or ignored it.”

“Probably the latter, is she still calling you, Mummy?”

“Yes, so do Livvie and Mima. The two boys call me Auntie Cathy.”

“Are these all foster kids?”

“Yes, at present. I’m hoping Julie–the latest entrant to my little zoo, will help me run the place.”

“Hmm, I’m intrigued–what about social services?”

“I’ve managed to cut a deal with them for a month. If we seem okay, then hopefully she can stay a bit longer.”

“What about natural parents?”

“Don’t accept Julie as their daughter.”

“I’m intrigued–look, I’m free at four thirty, if you could get down here by then with both of them, I’d have a bit longer for the interviews. I suspect the SS will want chapter and verse?”

“They did mention something along those lines.”

“So why the change of name?”

“My husband prefers it.”

“You got yourself married–woo woo, good for you girl. This is private I’m afraid, the NHS list is so long. Is that okay?”

“Yes, that’s okay. I’ll take today’s appointment. Be there as soon to time as I can.”

I ran off to look for Trish, who was all dirty after messing about with the boys on their bikes. I grabbed her and rushed her up to the bathroom and put her through the shower faster than any car wash.

While she dried herself, I told Julie to get herself smartened up in a dress or skirt and top and to stay clean, we had to go somewhere. She squeaked and ran to her wardrobe–I knew exactly what she’d wear.

“Can I do my makeup a bit more?” she called back to me.

“No–that’s fine. Just be ready by four.”

“Yes, Mum,” she called back and I smiled to myself.

“Mummy, why are you doing my hair?”

“Do you remember Dr Stephanie?”

“Yes, she was nice, she helped you beat the nasty people in court.”

“Well I want her to have a look at you and I want her to have a chat with Julie, too.”

“Why? Wossrong with Julie?”

“Nothing, but she’s had problems with her natural parents, so I’d like to make sure it hasn’t hurt her.”

“I like Julie, it’ll be nice to have a big sister, Livvie and Meems think so too.”

“We’ll see, her staying here is only temporary at the moment.”

“Oh.”

“C’mon, Missy, let’s get you dressed–hmm–I’m tempted to put you in school uniform, but I won’t–okay, put your red skirt and top on with the red tights and black shoes.”

“Can I wear my new bracelet?”

“If you want, put on a vest under the top and petticoat under the skirt. Hurry up then.”
While Trish dressed herself, I changed into a suit with boots–a brown velvet suit with a beige roll neck jumper and brown boots. I threw on a bit of makeup–when I think how a couple of years ago, this would have taken me all afternoon–now it’s second nature.

I put on a gold bangle and matching gold chain around my neck with dangly gold earrings, some perfume and a paperback book, and I was ready except for my top coat.

I finished Trish’s hair, two pig tails with red ribbons–she looked lovely. Then I went to check on Julie–she was getting her knickers well and truly twisted because she’d laddered her tights.

“It happens, now just calm down and put some new ones on.”

“But I’d not really worn them, I just got them up my leg and put my thumb through them and it ran like mad.”

“Ten denier are a bit thin for this weather–put the ribbed ones on and make sure you pull them well up or they’ll fall down when you start walking.”

“Don’t girls sometimes wear a pair of knickers over the top to keep them up?”

“Sometimes–do that if it makes you feel safer. But hurry, we have ten minutes.”

“Where are we going, Cathy?”

“To see someone.”

“Not my parents?”

“Good gracious, no. Just someone I’d like you to meet.”

“Oh, is it a man?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“Well I just wondered,”–she blushed and apologised.

“Julie, chasing men got you the black eye you have and the bruises elsewhere–I think you need to learn to walk before you can run.”

“You sound like my mother.”

“At this moment, I’m standing in for your mother–I’m trying to protect you whilst you have a little freedom. You’re only sixteen–and in girl terms, you’re only a matter of hours old. You have a lot to learn about being female.”

“I know–but you’ll teach me, won’t you?”

I looked at my watch, it was five to four. “Come down to my room as soon as you’ve done your tights–wear your boots, the ones I gave you.”

“Yes, Mum.” That was twice now–I wonder if she’s winding me up or what?

I went down and finished off Trish with some clear lip gloss, she strutted about like a model on the cat walk. Julie came down, “Wow, you look nice, Trish?”

“Thank you, Julie, you look nice too.”

I rolled my eyes, “Never mind the mutual preening, sit here.” I pulled out a chair for Julie and ten minutes later had her hair up with a fall of blonde curls bouncing on top of her head when she walked–her mouth dropped open.

“Cannive mine up too, Mummy.”

“No, Trish, c’mon, we’ve got to run.”

Julie was admiring herself in my mirror. “This is like, amazing,” she repeated to herself.

I tapped her on the shoulder and said, “Never mind that, we have to run, I’ll show you how to do it another day.”

She grabbed her coat and bag and followed me down the stairs. “Where you goin’?” asked Livvie.

“Out, we’ll be back by tea time. I might bring back some pizzas.”

“Yesssss,” said Livvie and Trish and high fived each other, I just gasped in surprise.

“In the car you two.” I pushed them both towards the door.

“Geez, girl, you look like, brill,” Danny all but drooled at his new love interest. I hoped I could nip this in the bud.

“Why thank you, kind sir,” said Julie and wiggled her bum as she went out the door, Trish of course copied her, and Danny just said , ‘Phwoarrr.” I was going to have to have a serious word with this child.

“D’ya know where we’re like, goin’?” Julie asked Trish.

“To see my doctor.”

“What have you got to see a doctor for?”

“I’m not a proper girl yet, but Mummy has promised I can have the operation when I’m old enough.”

“What? You’re like not a real girl?”

“No, I’m not like you, Julie, but I will be one day.”

“This is like crazy,” she said to herself.

“I’m a girl with a plumbing problem, Mummy says.”

“So am I, Trish.”

“So are you what?” Trish looked confused.

“I’m a girl with a plumbing problem, too.”

“What?” gasped Trish, “I thought you were a real girl.”

“I thought you were, too. This is like amazin’.”

“Right, now you both know. Keep it under your hats, okay?”

“Yes, Mummy,” they both answered together.

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