thoughts occupying her mind. Today was the big track meet, after all.
She couldnt let depressing thoughts get to her today. Her
performance might be affected.
She tucked some of her curly black hair behind her ear as she took a
white tank top out of her closet. Good. An outfit.Reaching
for a hair tie on her nightstand, Reina glanced at a family picture,
taken right before her dad took ill. Reina definitely was their child
apparently it wasnt quite certain early on, if Stewarts
sisters ramblings were correct. Black hair, just like her parents.
She also had her fathers eyes, and her mothers build. Reina
sighed. Today was going to be hard.Reina
wandered out of her room, wearing little more than a bra and boy
shorts while clutching more clothing. The hallway was dark, as
always. Chances were Mom wasnt up.THUD.
Oh, there she was. Reina felt along the wall, finally reaching a
doorknob as a slight moan escaped from a different room.Are
you all right, Ma? Reina called down the hallway.Shut
up, came the response. Yeah, she was all right. Reina turned the
doorknob and walked into the bathroom, dropping her clothes on the
floor and turning on the light.Looking
in the mirror, Reina noticed that her hair needed some serious
brushing. She reached for a brush on the counter right before her.Reina,
you have a track meet today, dont you? a voice yelled a...