Something nice maybe.

"That was really brave of you," my dad said after we were on our way. "Brave for giving up my clothes to keep a middle class life here? I think the word you are looking for is stupid," came my retort. He didn't have much of a response. Just an uncomfortable pat on the shoulder before he realized he was touching his naked daughter, and returned his focus to the road. Slumped against the door in a high center of gravity vehicle left me relatively safe from inspection on the road. "Interested in ice cream?" he asked. I felt an involuntary glint in my eye. That how things used to be. Have a bad day? A bruised ego or arm? Daddy takes you for ice cream. As soon as the glint appeared it was vanquished in a realization that it would require exposure to more people. "No," I replied. "Why not? that always makes you feel better," he asked. "I'm not interested in showing the world my tits dad! Not for some fucking ice cream!" Dad pulled the truck over, and gave me a very serious look. "Until you get your shit together and your mom cools off, people are going to see you naked! It's better that its for ice cream than for groceries or job applications. Be reasonable!" The irony of him asking an involuntarily nude woman to be reasonable was not lost on me, nor was the truth. This wasn't a bluff. A lot of people were going to see me naked, like it or not. Better it be for ice cream than for something else. "Fine." I muttered, and he set off the the ice cream store.

Fortunately the store had a drive through. I scoffed when my dad asked if I wanted to go in. "Just do the drive through please," I said. Imagine my shock when he pulled into the front and parked. He picked up on my incredulity and mentioned, "a lot of people are going to see you naked. It's time you just got over it." The pulling of the parking break punctuated the finality. "Can you get me a...." I started to ask. "No, you can come inside and order like a grown woman." I couldn't feign surprise anymore. I don't even know these people anymore. I probably should have resisted some, but I just defeated grabbed the handle and stepped out of the truck. The ice cream place didn't have an indoor venue. Even ordering parked was a walk up window affair, with no cover from the nearby 4 lane highway for an unfortunate nude woman. I was too defeated to care. Here I am. Get a look of Tam. I walked up to a very surprised teenage girl in the window. After a moment of shock she managed to professionally spit out, "Hi, what would you like?" After browsing the menu of dozens of flavors for a few seconds, I asked for something made of chocolate. A lot of it. It was easy enough to ignore the few boys around. They looked. The end. The teenage girl seemed the most amazed, like I was doing something wild and brave, not foolish and idiotic. She said as much after handing me my cone and saying, "You are so cool, I wish I had your confidence." Me too girl, me too.