Chapter Seventeen
“You ‘bout ready in there, Sugar?” Grandma called as she pounded on my bedroom door. Flora giggled from the living room.
“Just a minute!” I shouted back as I sized up the dress Grandma had insisted I buy from Zaria’s earlier that afternoon. She wanted to take me and my friends out to a nice dinner, and she’d insisted that I look the part.
It was a form-fitting red dinner dress with a cute diagonal slice of frills across the front that ran from the middle of my chest all the way down to the trim. It wasn’t something I’d normally wear, but Grandma swore it would be perfect.
“You done had fifteen minutes, so scootch your tushie!” Grandma said though I could tell from the sound of her voice that she’d already walked away in disgust.
“I knew inviting her over here while I
