It was with dread that I got up for school the next morning. I had just raided my mother's closet and was dressed in a pair of my own jeans and a sexy spaghetti string blouse that I covered with a sweater. I was hoping that I wouldn't start sweating and leave sweat stains on the armpits when I looked up and saw Nubia standing in Mama's bedroom sleepily watching me.

"What are you doing messing with Mama's stuff?"

"What does it look like?" I hoped she wouldn't rat me ...