Leah saw the concerned face of Gina's mother, Elizabeth peering in through the doorway. Catching sight of Leah's predicament, the elderly woman rushed over. Grabbing her by the armpits, Elizabeth was able to lift Leah free with some difficulty.
"Are you OK deary?"
Leah nodded too embarrassed to speak as she felt the mixture of urine and water rubbing uncomfortably against her skin as the woman held her.
"Oh you're a shy one. No wonder you didn't ask anyone to help you go potty. Well you can hardly go back to the party like this. We'll just have to get you cleaned up first all right?"
Something about Elizabeth's demeanor was already soothing Leah's mood. Maybe it was the familiarity of being under the woman's care after all Leah had spent almost as much time at Gina's house growing up as her own.
While Leah was trying to sort out her thoughts, Elizabeth had already started walking across the bathroom. Catching sight of the items Leah had just scattered across the floor, the woman commented to herself, "Well those floaties and the diaper definitely belong to you, but that swimsuit definitely doesn't. Didn't I see Leah wearing one like that a little while ago. Hmm."
Finally setting Leah down in the bathtub the woman turns on the water and messages her shoulders while waiting for it to fill. Once it had, she squirted some bubble bath soap into the water and began scrubbing Leah with a sponge. Equal parts comforted and humiliated, Leah still found herself unable to force her mouth to form words.
After Elizabeth had sufficiently cleaned Leah's front, she spun the girl around and started on her back. Only to suddenly stop after scrubbing some bubbles off her butt. Leah wondered for a moment what the issue was beforehand remembering the large birthmark on her butt.
Leah found herself spun back to face Elizabeth who closely scrutinized her face before looking between Leah and the discarded swimsuit a few times. After seemingly building enough confidence in her theory, the woman quietly said, "Leah?"