I looked back at my closet. "I'm afraid none of my clothes will fit, as is. Once I get bigger,... "
Mom nodded. "We'll get you something from my closet, at least until I can take you shopping."
"Crap!" I said. "I just remembered, my friends are coming over to go swimming!"
Mom shrugged. "You'll just have to borrow my swimsuit."
"Mom," I replied, "leaving aside the fashion disaster that is your swimsuit, I'm more worried about what happens when my friends see me. They know me as a short little thing. How'm I supposed to explain this?"
"You'll have to explain it, Nancy. As I told you, you're going to be growing for some time. This isn't something that you can keep secret."
With no recourse, I glumly followed Mom to her room and put on her swimsuit.
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