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It’s kind of their thing,” Desiree explained. Taylor shook his head.
    “ Your family is weird,” he said looking at Cynthia and Rochelle who were now sobbing into each other’s shoulders.
    “ Tell me about it,” Desiree said as she rested her head on his shoulder.
    *****
    A few days later after the excitement of Cynthia’s return had died down, Taylor and Desiree decided to make their clubbing plans materialize. The plan was embraced by Cynthia, Rochelle and Tony as well. They came to a unanimous decision to go out on the following Friday. As usual, the guys were ready well before the agreed time but the girls could still be heard giggling away in the bedroom as they tried making a decision on what looked best on them.  Desiree had already decided on a short pleated skirt and a sleeveless top.
    Rochelle raised an eyebrow as she looked at her sister.
    “ Please tell me you are not serious. You are going to a club not church,” she said. Desiree looked down at her skirt and sleeveless top and shrugged.
    “ What’s wrong with what I have on?” she asked. Rochelle gave her a sarcastic laugh.
    “ I can think of ten things that are wrong starting with YOU ARE NOT GOING TO CHURCH,” she said just as Cynthia walked in wearing a green layered sleeveless mini dress. She looked at Desiree and then at Rochelle.
    “ Are we going to make a stopover at Revival Baptist?” she asked. Rochelle laughed.
    “ Even Cynthia, the more conservative one in the family, thinks whatever that thing is you are wearing is inappropriate for a club. Why do you insist on that hideous skirt while you have so many nice things in here?” Rochelle asked as she rummaged through Desiree’s closet.
    “ I like this skirt,” Desiree said in a small sad voice. Rochelle held up two outfits and smiled.
    “ You could go with the little black dress. That always works, or the hot pink round neck. I think they are both hot but I think the hot pink is a better pick,” she said. Cynthia took a seat on the edge of the bed and nodded.
    “ I second that,” she said raising her hand. Rochelle put the black dress back in the closet.
    “ We have our pick. The vote is unanimous,” she said. Desiree frowned.
    “ Hey, don’t I get a vote?” she asked.
    “ If there is anything that skirt proves, it is the fact that you have absolutely no idea what to wear to a club,” Cynthia said. Rochelle looked at Cynthia and then turned to look at Desiree.
    “ In other words, no, you don’t get a vote. Now get dressed. My boyfriend is getting bored,” she said as she handed her sister the dress before she walked out. Desiree shrugged and reluctantly took off the skirt.
    “ Hey, we are already late. Get dressed,” Cynthia said as she walked to Desiree’s closet. “By the way, I am borrowing your red heels,” she said as she picked out the shoes. Desiree smiled. It was good to see Cynthia doing better.
    “ It’s okay. Get me the blue peep toes while you are down there,” Desiree said as she pulled the dress on. She then looked at Cynthia and wondered whether it was all just an act. Was she really okay? Or was she just putting on a face to look strong? “Thanks,” Desiree said as Cynthia handed her the shoes. Cynthia started walking away but Desiree held her arm. “Hey, how are you? We’ve barely talked since you came back,” she said looking into Cynthia’s eyes. Cynthia smiled.
    “ I am fine, Dee. Don’t worry about me,” she said before walking out. Desire took a long deep breath. Cynthia had been away for a good three weeks and in that time she never once called or picked up when Desiree and Rochelle tried to call her. She seemed okay, happy and relaxed and Desiree knew that even yoga could not have such dramatic results. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled. Rochelle and Cynthia were right. She looked so much better than she had in the skirt. She quickly applied her makeup and then put on her shoes. As per Rochelle’s