“Oh My Gosh, do you see that outfit? Sheryl, I just have to have that outfit!â€? Tiffany made a quick u-turn on the sidewalk in front of Sax. Cassandra was goggling at the turmoil her friend was causing and followed her like a lost puppy. They entered the store and Tiff made a bee-line to the mannequin wearing her next outfit. “Isn’t it to die for?â€? asked Tiff. She quickly purchased what she wanted with Daddy’s plastic and escorted Cass and Sheryl out the door. “I can’t wait for Saturday’s luncheon with my mom’s friends. She will flip out when I walk in the door wearing this!” “Why are you in such a hurry Tiff, we have another hour before anyone misses us from school?” Tiff did not see the truck careening towards her when she stepped out into the street. “Come on,” yelled Tiff looking back over her shoulder and the truck hit her broadside as he tried to swerve to miss her. Cass had pulled back from Tiff, a move that saved her life. “Wow, I guess that outfit really was to die for,” exclaimed Sheryl.