Friday morning at 11:30, I was dressed in a white button-down shirt and black slacks, sitting on my front porch, waiting for Bobbi's mom to pick me up. I was wearing my only remaining pair of boxers, my small suitcase was packed with another button-down, two tee shirts, a pair of jeans, a pair of shorts, and enough socks to last me. I was really glad I hadn't packed any of my girl underwear, because Mom checked my suitcase before she'd let me leave, and she made sure I had soap and toothpaste.
All my girly underwear was crammed in a smaller bookbag out of Mom's sight. I couldn't risk them finding it in my room while I was away, so I made sure I could take it with me without Mom noticing.
Bobbi and her mom finally pulled in, and I grabbed my bag and suitcase and hopped into the back seat.
"We've got to stop by my house first," Bobbi told me.
