Sara decided to call a few friends, after many minutes of 'oh yeah fa real' She had confirmed Stacy and her little brother Kevin aged 12 also Caitlin and her little sister Beccy aged 8 not forgetting to ask a glum Paul and his little brother Luke aged 10..
5 minutes passed before the doorbell rung it was Caitlin and in tow was Beccy in a little red dress, she appeared to be a little shy, but both her and her older sister stared wide eyed goggling at Cathy in her pigtails and dungarees. I didn't change either opinions of her immediatley I wondered how it might play out.
Cathy sauntered over to Caitlin and welcomed her in, she seemed to recognise her at least.
'Er Hi Mrs Cambridge, it's... Erm yeah whats with the pigtails and outfit' Said Catilin wearing a clearly bemused expression.
'I'm not Mrs Cambridge declared Cathy giggling, I'm not married and I'm only her eyes misted again as she tried to remember her age 39 or twelve something like that?' She beamed a wide smiled and bounced into a sitting position on the couch.
Caitlin looked quizzical at me and Sara, I shrugged my shoulders and said it's a new type of game she is playing.
Caitlin beckoned me into the kitchen, where she looked at me with moderate confusion as I struggled to explain how the cruel bitch was not much more than a sweet natured person when she wanted to be, clearly she was wigging out I made my wish of allowing her and her little sister to accept her new found immature behaviour.
Cathy was sitting on the couch talking to young Beccy, but clearly talking as an older girl to a much younger girl..
I wished again watching Cathy's behaviour change to that of an eight year old everyone accepted her age shift.
They laughed and clapped their hands as we waited for the other guests to arrive..
A couple minutes passed before Paul stalked into the building shadowed by a waif of a child Luke.
Skinny Luke with long almost shoulder length hair, Cathy looked up into his eyes her mind exploded with mixed thoughts she knew that boys were stinky breathed toads, she knew that older boys might be cewl, she knew that this little boy was way to young for her to be thinking about and yet she was here on the couch with her friend looking at this older boy?
A subtle wish had been made so no confusion necessary, Paul slunk on to the couch picking up my Aunt placing her on his knee, she sat comfortably continuing her conversation while attempting blatant subtle staring at Luke as he stood awkwardly waiting to see why he had been dragged round to play with two dorky girls one who he felt fear of as Mrs Cambridge the terror, yet now she didn't seem terrible and he even thought he remembered her at school which of course he didn't.
By The time our other guests arrived little Cathy and Beccy were literally bouncing in thier seats anxouis to play the game of twister the fun would now begin..