Chapter Six
“GIVE it to me!” Maia yelled.
Imani spun around in her chair, refusing to look at her.
“Mom!” Maia marched down the stairs where her mother sat in the living room. “Imani took my colored pencils and won’t give them back.”
Her mother looked up from her tablet with a tired expression. “They belong to both of you. That means you have to share them.”
“Imani’s not sharing them, and I have something very important to draw.” Maia stood with her hand on her hip.
“Mom!” Imani’s voice flew down the stairs before she ever made an appearance. She marched down in a flouncy skirt that was far too fancy for a day at home. Maia didn’t understand why her sister always wore fancy dresses. They weren’t very comfortable. She much preferred shorts and a T-shirt. “I was using the pencils to dr
