“Dressing like that creates the wrong idea.” “Oh really?” Wendy narrowed her eyes; John was moving into dangerous territory. “I wasn’t aware that wearing the same shirt you’re wearing was revolutionary.” “It’s a man’s shirt, Wendy.” Wendy scoffed. “Surprisingly, I’m aware of that. This was all I could find, so unless you want me to go to dinner naked, I suggest you come to terms with my shirt.” FeminismSiblingsFairytale RetellingPeter PanNeverlandWendy DarlingThe RescueSocial ExpectationsJohn DarlingJohn To Wendy Book:The Rescue Source: The Rescue