Meg’s Transformation Scene 11

After a nearly chaotic dinner and a day that was stressful at best, Megan wanted nothing more than to go out. Unfortunately, Des with was her boyfriend and Sabrina was working the late shift. She nearly panicked and called Ted, hoping they’d be able to do something ‘as friends,’ but hung up at the last minute.
“Come on,” she said to her sister. “I’ll take you to the movies myself.”
“Thanks, but that’s OK,” Carrie replied.
“What’s this?” Megan joked. “Do I embarrass you or something? Sheesh…. I’m supposed to be the embarrassed one.”
Carrie giggled. “No, it’s not that.”
“OK, gotcha.”
Bored and restless, Megan went to tell her parents that she was going out. As she crept down the stairs, she could overhear them talking.
“Well, what else is new?” Drew remarked.
“This is about Megan,” Nancy said.
“Megan? What, was this that ‘women’s problem’ you wouldn’t tell me about the other day?”
Megan froze. She was anxious to hear what they said about her.
“Well, sort of…”
“Christ, she’s not pregnant, is she?”
“God no!”
“Well, Nancy, what….”
“She’s been wetting the bed,” her mother said discretely.
“Wetting the bed? Didn’t we take care of this when she was younger?”
“I thought so too, but now it’s back. I took her to Tom Hardy and he can’t find anything wrong with her. He thought it might be stress-related.”
“Stress? What does she have to be stressed about?”
“Her boyfriend did recently break up with her.”
“I suppose that could be pretty rough on her. What else did Hardy say?”
“He wrote her a prescription for something. But it made her very tired.”
“So that’s why she was walking around like a zombie? Whew….for a minute there, I thought it might be dope.”
“No, dear.”
“She seemed fine this morning though.”
“That’s because she didn’t take the medication last night. She….tired something else.”
“Like what?”
Nancy whispered something into his ear.
“Diapers?!” he exclaimed. “My 19 year old daughter is in diapers?”
“Not so loud!” she chastised.
“This is a bit much to handle, Nanc.”
“I’m sure it’s only temporary.”
“I sure hope so.”
“Drew, we have to support her on this.”
“Of course,” he affirmed. “We’re family.”