All Margret

Margret's attention turned to the TV. Part of him knew this was not what his mom had in mind when she sent him over. But try as he might to get his attention away from the screen.

"You are Mrs Margret Stepford." the voice on the television, a picture of Linda appearing right after. Dressed in the same outfit as before, her smile as wide and beautiful as ever. "You are my soulmate."

The words wafted over to Margret, the future housewife letting them take hold within her. How could she have been so forgetful? This was the one person she loved more than anything in the whole wide world! Quite nice of Linda to bring her back.

But at the same time, part of her seemed to cry out in defiance. Why couldn't that part of her see the joy she was about to experience as good? How rude of part of her to do that.

"Your dream was always to be a housewife, never a trainer." Linda continued, her voice already reaching her subject. Margret closed her eyes. Images surged about her head - the first time she had put on her mother's clothes, meeting Linda and getting married to her. While she felt parts of her life missing, none of it really mattered to the housewife. In it's place went all she needed to know to do her duties.

"Good wife. Now come and give me a kiss."