Give Sarah some space.

You tell yourself that you're giving Sarah some space but really you're afraid to face her. The longer you leave it, the harder it becomes to call her.

You arrive home from work on the following Friday evening and find a carboard box waiting at your door.

You take the box inside and open it. Inside, you find an extremely thick adult diaper, printed with cartoon pictures of baby animals in diapers. Under that is a baby blue t-shirt with the word "BABY" made out of toy blocks printed across the chest.

At the bottom of the box is a pacifier, which looks far too large for a baby, connected to a clip by a plastic chain, and a hand written note. You pick up the note and read it.

"Daniel," It starts.

"You insisted that you aren't a baby but I think you've proven that you are. It has almost been a week and you have not been man enough to try to make things right with Sarah."

"You are going to show everyone what a baby you are. Sarah and I are hosting a party tonight and you will come wearing this t-shirt, diaper and pacifier and nothing else."

"Do not even wear underwear under your diaper. You are a baby and babies use their diapers."

"We are expecting you at 8. If you aren't there, or you aren't dressed exactly as I have said, Sarah never wants to see you again."

The note is signed "Love Tanya."