The story was that her mother was dating another man but decided to leave him. The man she was dating was furious. That was who Nolee accused. Now all she needed was proof. She needed a straightened out life.
But it was good and comforting to know that at the end of the day there was still people who loved her, people she could trust. She had a 2 bedroom apartment combined with another 2 bedroom. 1 bedroom was just for guests. Nolee’s boyfriend, Michael lived in one and her best friend, Barbie lived in the other.
“I’m back from prison” she sang as she opened the door and dried herself off.
“How’d you even get there?” Barbie came out and asked.
“Long story. But it starts with I was kidnapped and cops are jerks.” she replied.
“Well, that explains it.” Barbie said, smiling. She understood. “Wanna go shopping?”
“Yes, just what I need. New clothes. These are filled with jail. Think I’ll burn ‘em.” Nolee said, putting a fake disgusted look on her face.
Barbie laughed as they raced down to the car.