“Looks like your clothes are gone,” Tina says. Leah’s jaw drops. “I’m really sorry, sweetie. Someone must have taken them. But unless you want to walk out of here naked, you’ll have to keep wearing what you’ve got on now.” Tina pinches Leah’s cheek affectionately. “At least you look ridiculously adorable!”
“Well, can I at least wear something that doesn’t require a diaper?” Leah begs. “Everything you’ve gotten so far will only stay up if I wear a diaper under it!”
“Honestly, sweetie,” Tina says, pushing the stroller into the bathroom, “I think you should stay in the diaper.”
“What?!”
“Yes, there were some extenuating circumstances behind it, but at the end of the day, you had an accident,” Tina says patiently. She lifts Leah onto the baby changing station and proceeds to remove Leah’s clothes and open her diaper. “Oof. And not a little accident, either. It’s a miracle the diaper didn’t leak.” Leah turns beet red.
“Tina, please-”
“My decision is final. When you get home, you can change, but do you really want to wet yourself or, heaven forbid, mess yourself again in public?”
“No,” Leah mumbles.
“Then lay on your back and let me change you.” Grumbling, Leah does as she’s told. The diaper change is fast and efficient. “All right, time to…”