There’s no way Mimi’s gonna rock the boat when they’re finally hitting calmer waters. Not for Kayla. Not for anything
NO
way, no how, not now, not ever.
That’s what Mimi wants to tell Ma — but she doesn’t. Instead, she presses her lips together and lets the words run, rioting, through her brain, over and over and over, until she feels ready to explode.
Isn’t it enough already?
Enough that Kayla switched to her school. To her class.
Enough that Kayla’s acing every subject while she, Mimi, is imprisoned by homework and textbooks every evening, and the hours of work barely make a difference to her grades.
Enough that Kayla became the class genius, the class laughingstock, the class tutor, somehow all at the same time. Enough that she tags along with Mimi’s friends in class, putting strain on the already-fraying seams of their friendship and drawing even more attention to the fact that they’re sisters.
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