Page 47 - The Life of A Teenage Girl (Stories About Finding Your Way)

CHAPTER 12

T
he next day was a Sunday. I woke with a heaviness still

clinging to me—tired and drained. After whispering my
morning prayers and flipping through my daily scriptures, I

remembered we wouldn’t be going to church today; the car was still in
the mechanic’s shop. I slipped into my yellow summer jumpsuit—the

one with soft white stripes—and headed downstairs, only to find Uncle

Eddie still in the house, surprisingly.
I didn’t expect it. Even though he said he could only stay for three

days and had hung out with me and Myra, we’d only gone out on
Friday, after school, to the city. And I’d overheard my dad talking about

work stuff with him before, so I thought he’d be with Dad, working on

business and all.
“Hey, Kandis. You’re awake early.” Uncle Eddie turned to me

from the lounge room, smiling as his dimples popped out.
I put my hands behind me, ambling to his side and onto the couch.

“Yeah, I mean, I’m still a bit tired, but I decided to wake up anyway.”
“That’s good. You can be an early bird like your mom.” He

chuckled under his breath.

My mom was an early bird, but she never liked people in the house
waking up before her. She always wanted everything in the house

organized before anyone else did it. It’s like her job was to do
everything by herself—without anyone’s help or interference.