One morning, Peach and Kinsey took me downtown. My sister and her friend never went
anywhere with me, so right away I was wondering what was up. We rode the bus to the
Square and hopped off at Reed’s Department Store. The sun was shining so brightly, I
got an instant headache, and my headband made it worse. It was stabbing into my scalp
with its tiny teeth like I had a hungry piranha stuck up there. Mr. Rivers swung open the
door and held it as Peach sashayed through like she was Princess Grace. I mumbled my
thanks and followed them inside.
“Hey, Peach, look at that,” Kinsey pointed at a skinny mannequin. “Pink from head to toe!”
“Law, Kinsey, I saw a girl wearing that same outfit on American Bandstand last week!” They giggled.
I rolled my eyes. Man! I could have been down at the creek with David and Royce
Withers catching crawdads and, instead, here I was, burning daylight with these two
”C’mon, you guys. Why’d I have to come? Let’s go get what we came for!”
“Stop whining, Annie. Heaven knows we wouldn’t have brought you if Mom wasn’t sick.”
“Why’d Mom want me to come with you two turds?”
“Ugh! You’re so disgusting!”
Peach flipped her hair and swayed her skinny hips off toward the Lingerie Department.
My sister looked at me like she was staring at an ugly bug. I couldn’t help but be
impressed by the way she could curl her lip up so far.
“Come on,” she finally sighed.
She led the way to Peach, who was fingering a pink, lacy slip.
“Do you see them?” asked Kinsey.
“What?” Peach answered dreamily. She acted like she was in love with that slip.
“You know, them. It.”
Peach met Kinsey’s eyes, and they looked at me and smirked. My headache started
beating my brains out. Uh oh.
“There’s a powerful odor of mendacity in this room!” I shouted.
“Shh! You weirdo! Don’t yell like that! What’d you say?”
“Shut UP” Kinsey whispered between clinched teeth.
She pulled me over into the aisle with the brassieres. At least, that’s what the sign said:
PLATEX BRASSIERES 20% OFF.
Peach strolled over and said, “You just like to use big words because you think it
makes you look smart. I bet you don’t even know what that means. Where’d you even
hear a word like that?”
“Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.”
Peach raised her eyebrows to Kinsey and said, “Law, law.”
My sister whipped out her snotty face. “ Mom would never let you watch a movie like
that! Where’d you see such a thing?”
“The Withers and me hid in the bushes over at the Twi-Light Drive-In”
“I’m telling Mom!”
“Like I care.”
I started back toward the front of the store, but Kinsey pulled me to a stop. She and
Peach circled me like two ranch hands trying to rope a mustang. The next thing I knew,
they were holding up those BRASSIERES and trying to measure the stupid things against
my chest! My head swam, my cheeks turned hot as coals, and I started fighting them off
with both fists. I heard a confusing mix of voices as Kinsey and Peach tugged and
wrapped those awful bands around me, until finally, they stopped, exhausted.
“We’re getting this one,” said Kinsey with tightly pursed lips.
I watched as the two girls hurried to the counter and paid for that thing. Kinsey
motioned for me to follow and we left the store and got back on the bus. Shame melted
me to the seat. The bag carrying the monster underwear seemed to me like it was
“Mom, we’re home!” Kinsey threw the bag on the chair, and she and Peach took
off upstairs. She turned once and gave me a look of near pity.
I shuffled into the den, where Mom was lying on the sofa. She opened her arms, and I
knelt into them, face hidden.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t go, Honey.”
“It was awful!” I cried.
I could feel her stroking my hair.
“Annie, everybody has to grow up. It’s the way God planned it.”
She leaned over and whispered in my ear, “The Bible says, ‘I praise you because I am
fearfully and wonderfully made.’* Someday, you’ll know God did a beautiful job
making you into a woman.”
“I’ll never wear it! Never!” I said fiercely. Mom just smiled and kept
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*Psalm 139:14 (NIV)
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