Sophia
"Lift your hands a little higher, Soph," Janet said, uncoiling the measuring tape.
"Are you really going to help with the play costumes?" I asked, taking positions like a ballerina as my ballet teacher, Janet instructed.
"Yes. How many times are you going to ask that? Do you really believe I am not cut out for this job?"
"No, I didn't mean it that way. I am just surprised because you never really told me about this little talent of yours."
"Oh, this?" she laughed while she measured my back. "I am still learning. Also, I am multitasking by being part of the costume designing unit for a special reason." She winked, making me curious.
"Special reason? What is it?" I asked when she turned around with a twirl, jotting down the last measurement on her writing pad.
"It's a secre
