Toeshoe Trouble by Whoopi Goldberg & Ashley Evans

Toeshoe Trouble by Whoopi Goldberg & Ashley Evans

Author:Whoopi Goldberg & Ashley Evans [Whoopi Goldberg with Deborah Underwood & Evans, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2011-09-14T00:00:00+00:00


We sit in one of the front booths at Bella Italia. Epatha’s dad brings us a basket of garlic bread. He’s a short, round man with a black mustache. “On the house,” he says. He bows to Mom, giving us an extra-good look at the strip of hair combed over the top of his shiny, nearly bald head.

Epatha comes out from the kitchen and slides into the booth beside me. “Hi, Ms. Black,” she says to Mom.

“Epatha, do you remember Brenda’s cousin Tiffany?” Mom asks.

Epatha and Tiffany exchange unenthusiastic hellos. Tiffany looks Epatha up and down.

“I guess you can’t wear nice clothes if you work in a restaurant, right?” asks Tiffany.

Epatha looks just fine, in a normal T-shirt and jeans. I can see her start to turn red, and I’m wondering if this time she actually will pour orange soda down Tiffany’s back. Fortunately, Epatha’s mom senses that something is up and strides over. She’s beautiful. She has glossy black hair and is wearing a green dress with lots of pink and orange flowers printed on it. She once told me the dress reminded her of the Puerto Rican rain forest near where she was born. She shoos Epatha back into the kitchen and takes our order. Before long we’re diving into a deep-dish veggie special. Mom pours us root beers from the pitcher Epatha’s mom brought us. We eat until we’re stuffed.

We say good-bye to Epatha and her family, then slowly walk the five blocks back to our apartment. The sun warms the back of my neck. Kids roller-skate in the park, taking advantage of the nice, late-summer weather. I feel sleepy and happy. Mom unlocks the apartment door, and we go inside.

“I’m going to take a nap,” I announce.

“Good idea,” yawns Mom. She heads into her room.

I open the door to my room, with Tiffany close on my heels.

Pookiepie is on my bed, grunting and chewing. In his mouth is what’s left of Miss Camilla Freeman’s toeshoes.



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