All of a sudden, Hannah entered Connor's room, her face noticeably red. "Connor," she asked, eyes on the ground, "I, I need your help." "What's the issue," he replied. "I kind of, had an accident," Hannah stuttered out, still not making eye contact.
"Like, you wet yourself?"
"Yeah."
Connor was confused. He could see Hannah's shorts, and they were completely dry. "Just read this," she yelled, handing him a note. Connor recognized it as their Mom Julie's handwriting.
Connor, Hannah wanted to keep this a secret. Recently, she has had wetting accidents, both while asleep and during the day. Until we're able to figure out why this is happening, I've put Hannah back in diapers. She is mostly okay with wearing them, but doesn't want anybody to know, even Krista. Please be understanding if she is reluctant to go along with you changing her. Her diapers are located in her room.
"You wet your diaper," Connor said aloud, realizing what she meant. "Please don't say it out loud," Hannah begged, squinting her eyes as her face reddened even more. "It's okay," Connor reassured, picking Hannah up and hugging her, "your secret is safe with me. Let's get you changed." With that, he left his room and walked towards Hannah's, carrying her. "So how did you wet yourself," Connor asked. "I don't know," Hannah admitted, "I got up from the video game I was playing to get a Pop, and noticed that my diaper felt funny."
He set Hannah down as they entered her room. "They're in my dresser," she said, sitting on her bed. Connor opened her dresser and pulled out one of the diapers, a size 6 Pampers, and a pack of wipes. He walked over to Hannah's bed, Hannah laying back and pulling her shirt up to give him room. Connor pulled her shorts down, fully exposing Hannah's wet diaper and causing her to blush again.
Moving quickly, Connor changed her diaper. "There we go," he said after finishing. "Gotta say, you were easier to change than my sisters back when they had bed wetting issues." "Thanks," Hannah replied as she pulled her shorts back up, finally starting to smile. "Why don't you want Krista to know," Connor asked, "she wears diapers too, and it would probably make things easier if you didn't have to sneak around her." "Krista only wears diapers to sleep. Besides, I'm a 4th grader, I shouldn't even be wetting the bed," she answered, embarrassment returning to her face.
How shall the story progress?