The 6 year-old Jack and 4 year-old Jill had a small, little fight. Jack felt guilty. “I’m sorry,” he said hugging his sister very affectionately.
During the unexpected hug Jill’s hand touched Jack’s little penis. “What’s this thing you’ve got here?” she asked groping Jack’s groin.
“That’s the pipe for carrying urine,” said Jack.
“But I don’t have such a pipe,” protested Jill.
“You’re a girly, silly.”
“Stop being stupid.”
Jill went to the kitchen where mum was cooking dinner. “Why don’t I have a pipe for carrying urine?” she asked.
“You’re not a boy,” said mum.
“So what?” asked Jill.
“Only boys have the pipe...”
“Why should boys have all the fun?” asked Jill.
Mum looked into the living room. Pop was sitting there, his legs stretched out on the tea poi and reading Vikram Seth’s Two Lives. Mum and Pop, both, worked in offices. Both had to get up early in the morning. Both had to work their asses out in their respective offices. But pop had the free time to read novels. Mum was supposed to continue her work in the kitchen. Mum had to get up a little earlier...
The urine pipe does make a lot of difference, thought Mum. And boys have a lot of fun with it. Girls should be mum.
Mum kissed Jill and said, “You’ll understand it in time, darling.”
Later in the night Mum asked Pop, “You don’t love me?”
“I’m tired, darling.” Pop turned the other way. Mum pulled the blanket from Pop’s side so that she could at least have a good night’s sleep.