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the salesgirl and I discussed and debated the character and situations within the novel. I’d gotten so caught up with talking about the book with someone who’d actually read it that I forgot all about meeting back up with Toya. When I finally realized how much time had gone by, I said thank you to the salesgirl and rushed out of the store.
    â€œHey, what’s your name?” she asked before I got out the door.
    â€œKeysha,” I said and rushed down the hall before I heard her tell me what her name was. When I caught up with Toya, she had an attitude.
    â€œDang, Keysha, I just said talk to the girl about the book not have a damn study lecture on it. You’d better watch yourself with all that geek nonsense. You and that girl were talking like the people in that book were real or something.”
    I wanted to defend myself and tell Toya I really enjoyed reading and it was cool to actually talk to another reader, but she wouldn’t have understood. Toya and books just didn’t mix on any level.
    â€œCome on, nerd girl. Let’s hit another store.”
    â€œDon’t call me that,” I snapped at her.
    â€œAll right, bookworm, don’t go and get all sensitive on me.” I wanted to scream at her for calling me names but instead I kept my mouth shut and followed her down the corridor to the next store. Toya and I hit three more stores and by that time the stroller was loaded down and Junior had awakened and was fighting to be set free from his stroller.
    â€œI think we should head back now,” I suggested as we approached the food court.
    â€œDamn, I wanted to hit at least one more store. I haven’t gotten Junior anything yet.”
    â€œWell, let me go to the bathroom first,” I said. We walked into the food court, and Toya took a seat at one of the tables so that she could release Junior from his stroller before he started shouting.

    I was about to exit the bathroom but needed to wash my hands first. As I placed my hands under the warm running water, two restaurant employees walked into the restroom laughing and talking loudly.
    â€œCan you believe that dumb girl is down here stealing clothes with her baby?” I overheard one of them say.
    â€œThen she pulled out a bogus receipt talking about how she’d paid for everything.” The two girls started laughing uncontrollably. I rushed out of the bathroom and saw that three Chicago Police officers and mall security guards had handcuffed Toya to restrain her.
    â€œOh, damn,” I said as I began to panic. I didn’t know what to do. I was frozen with fear. Toya was yelling at one of officers to put Junior down before she filed a lawsuit against them. Toya caught my gaze for a minute and motioned with her head for me to come over to where she was at. I started to take a step towards her but I stopped. I suddenly wanted no part of any of the drama that was going down. To my right there was an exit. Toya must have sensed what I was thinking and so she called out my name.
    â€œKeysha!” she shouted at the top of her voice. As calmly as I could, I turned my back on her and walked hastily toward the exit.

Chapter 5
    M y stomach was doing flips during the entire journey back home. I was nervous, afraid and confused. I placed my elbows on my knees and my face in my hands and tried to think. I wanted to cry but I didn’t. I was trying to figure out how Toya got caught. Everything was going so well. We’d moved in and out of stores without any problems. No merchandise alarms went off, and I know Toya was extra careful by making sure she was out of the sight range of the video cameras.
    When I arrived home I found a big red notice stuck to our front door. It was an eviction notice. My mom and I had three days to either pay the rent or be set outdoors. Oh, God, not again , I thought to myself as I entered the apartment. I walked directly over to my sofa, rested my head on one of the cushions