Today Drake disappeared into his bedroom. I heard the closet doors banging and I am thinking what is going on. Drake yells "just a minute", to my question "Are you alright?". He emerges in Jeans, Snoopy Halloween Socks and a shirt in his hands. "Mom", he says. "I need to look good for Charli". "I need to put this on". I proceed to help him.
A few minutes later, he comes back to ask "Do I look fat in this?" Is this really happening I think to myself. I curse society. Even an Apergerish boy is effected by what society dictates. I respond to him, "No, you look great...you are not fat". He goes on to play and I am left wondering.
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