“Tan, do you know what I do when I go out wit’ Mama?” she asked. “I didn’t at first,” I said, “but I think I do now.” “Mama think people don’t know,” she said angrily, “but everybody know. I can tell the way they look at me that they know.They look at me like I’m dirt—like they better not get too close.”
we finally get a deeper look into what goes on in Tarabelles mind. Shes sad, depressed , self conscious bc of the adult life her mom has her living (sexwork) at 16, now 17. She just wants to be a kid it seems
