Mitzi
After all the little dumplings were picked up by their parents, who all thanked me, I felt glad that the date night went so well for them. But then I realized I was alone.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting older or what it is, but the loneliness is really starting to get to me. Normally, I am upbeat and don’t have a care in the world. But Jay was right—I have been off for the last few weeks.
I went into my bedroom to see what fabulous outfit I would wear today. However, when I looked in the mirror, I really didn’t feel like putting on makeup or one of my wigs.
Ninety-five percent of the time, I am Mitzi Extoridare. But there’s that rare five percent when I am Franklin George. Today feels like a Franklin day for me.
I let out a sigh and walked over to one of my dressers. T
