Thelma POV.
“ Ma, open the door.” I hear the banging of the door but it appears as though it is in a dream. I continue sleeping but after a few minutes,the banging gets even more complex.
“ Thelma, are you possibly dead?” I hear the sarcastic voice of my best friend as I sit up heading to the door. I don't even know what time it is.
“ Oh, gosh !! I was even about to call 911” she says, glancing all over me from top to bottom.
“ You look exquisite” she compliments her eyes still all over me. This gets me a bit nervous- hope she has not suspected anything at all.
“ what,do I have anything wrong with me?” I ask curiously looking over at myself. Yes, still in my nightgown.
“ Don't tell me you don't even know what is wrong. One thing is you are still in your nightgown at 10:00am and y
