Freaky Home Evening: Boys Will Be Girls

By: Wendi K. Bennett

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

Chapter I: Unmasking the heart I opened my eyes wide. Well, my wife’s eyes wide. “So you’re not really my sister-in–law Sarah?” She shook her head, her frizzy hair bobbed back and forth. “Nope. It’s me, Sam.” “Okay, I’ll fess up. I’m Brian.” I curtsied. (Pretend you didn’t just read that last sentence.) He nodded, then looked away at the other women. I cocked my head. “The saying is ‘boys will be boys,’” I said drolly, “But in our case, it’s ‘boys will be girls.’” I looked at the other women filing into the cultural hall. We two were in the foyer. I moved aside two abandoned books (Titles: Boys are Poo-Poo, Flush Them Down The Toilet and My Sister Turned Me Into A Hornytoad), and we sat down in the sofas. You knwo the kind that always inhabit the lobbies of church buildings. “So you two swapped?” I pushed up my glasses and locked eyes with Sam. Yes, I had made Helen get glasses. “When the chemo gets bad, or when I get cabin fever, Sarah and I swap bodies. It lets me go out and get fresh air.” He shrugged his shoulder and looked back through the glass doors of the building. He smiled a bit. I blinked. Sarah had always seemed so bitter and selfish—no wonder she was not married until recently. And I was still unclear about how she and he had swapped bodies in the first place. They hadn’t been in contact—he was in Arizona and she was here. But ... But I shouldn’t pretend that because I understand how to use the statue that I know how it works. It’s like a computer: I can use it but I couldn’t build one. “That is really nice of her.” I finally said. “It’s beyond nice.” Sam said. “If I had only known she had this nobleness in her, I would have picked her up at the airport, and taken her straight to her stake president to get released and then get a marriage interview.” Sam paused and swallowed down a lump in his throat. “She’s the greatest.”