“Does that mean” she said with a bow on her lips “…you’ve been cheating on me too?”

He dropped his spaghetti in the pot and stepped down from his highchair.
He turned around and she saw tears welling up in his eyes, his nose and lip wrinkled upwards.
Standing 4 foot 3 Henry’s misshapen dwarven body started to shake. He raised his small wrinkly hands up and ran up to Stella, hugging her legs at the base of her wheelchair.

“With a body like this? How could I?” He cried. “Oh STELLA you’re the only girl who’ll love me!”

She looked down at him and with pitty lifted him up onto her lap, placing him on the soft veny lumps that were supposed to be her thighs. As he weeped, she stroked his hair.

Wiping snot off on the back of his arm Henry looked up at her and said:

“Stella I’m sorry I’m not man enough to satisfy your needs! I don’t care who you sleep with, I just want you to stay with me! I’m so afraid of being alone!”