Jessie was sitting on the porch, her infant daughter Danica sucking on her left teat. That's where I found her when I got back from school.
"So Teen Mom, how's Dani?"
"She's getting bigger every day. But this can't be my life. I want to finish high school, go to college. Then I can support her the way my mother never did."
"It's strange how much she looks like you. are you ever going to tell anyone how she was conceived?"
"No. Maybe one day I'll tell her. But not now."
"Well, in that case, I've got something planned for you, supermom."
"What?"
"Well, you need a break. My not-husband Jeff has volunteered to take care of her for the day. Which leaves us all the time we need..."
I threw something at her, and she caught it.
"Ms. Grace? No you didn't..."
Smirking, I pulled my Leila mask out of my purse. Putting on her accent, I asked "What's the one thing my sister-in-law needs? A spa day. You always said you wanted some seashells on your toes."
Seconds later, with our masks on, we were back in our Latina skins. Jessie hugged me, her thick tanned arms around my shoulders. I hugged back, with my arms only slightly thinner.
After making sure my husband had Dani comfortable, we left.