Not the Baby of the Family CHAPTER 10 S unlight slivered through the blinds. Nanea Mitchell stretched, breathing in the sweet outside smells of ginger and plumeria and the savory inside smells of breakfast. Sausage! Mele thumped her tail in anticipation "Good morning, you silly poi dog," Nanea said, giving Mele a pat. She hopped out of bed and turned the wall calendar from October to November 1941. It was Saturday, so Nanea dressed for hula lessons, putting on a sleeveless blouse and a pair of shorts. Her fifteen-year-old sister, Mary Lou, yawned, loosen- ing her braids as she slid out of her bed across the room. She walked to the vanity, shaking her dark waves over her shoulders, and clicked on her little Admiral radio. "Your hair looks nice," Nanea said. Mary Lou picked up her hairbrush and turned to Nanea. "Let me fix yours." "It's fine!" Nanea leaped out of reach. "Alice Nanea Mitchell!" Mary Lou scolded, using Nanea's full name. "Sometimes you are so childish."
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