Like I was a kid again, afraid of getting caught by my folks. My door was slightly cracked and I saw someone go to the bathroom. I heard the bathroom ...oor open as they crept back down the hall. A shadow crossed my eye; as I looked up, Brianna was standing by my bed.She slid herself under the sheet and up next to me. She put her hand on my chest and nestled up close to me. Brianna rested her head on my shoulder as I heard someone walking down the hallway. Kayla poked her head in and slid up on. "Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry!"What could I do? I stood along side of my shopping cart instead ofbehind it. Again, I tried to concentrate on standing still. But I justcouldn't concentrate; I kept feeling so antsy."Would you please watch yourself, young man!" the old woman exclaimedwhen I bumped her the third time. I realized I was rocking back andforth again.By now, they were almost at the check-out stand. I stood still, lettingspace build up between my cart and the old woman.The young lady. " I've never been offended by any question," Sara said, "but I always reserve the right not to answer them." That's fair," the redhead said.Joey paused, thinking about how best to phrase her question. As she did, Sara wondered if it was the question people most asked about that role. The one she had worked out a set answer for a long time ago."In the movie, you and that other actress, the one that played Miss Thompson, I don't remember her name," Joey began."Diane Gallagher." That's right,. We were still each other's best friend and it was sheer habit to spend all our time together. It's just that the nature of our conversations became radically different from the ones our siblings were having with each other. While Brandi and Dayna were 15 and talking about boys, and while Brooke and DJ were 11 and talking about horses, Dawn and I started talking about sex.It was simple, we were the only mixed-sex pairing. I could ask Dawn about girls and she could ask me about boys. Not that.