We were still little enough then that switching clothing the first time was seen as adorable antics, but the second time we got caught I got reprimanded. Not Caroline, though. It was like I’d tricked her into going along with my own wicked perversion. We stopped switching clothes after that. Still, we’d often sneak out of those parties to our spot in the garden, bow to each other, and twirl. Even if it was just for a minute.
