““She sighed and put on a good sulk. Actually, she had no desire to get her nose pierced but she did want a third piercing in her left earlobe. Working down to it, or over to it, from the nose was good strategy. The kind, she thought, her father would appreciate if he knew about it. "It's my body." "Not until you're eighteen, it's not. Until that happy day, it's mine. Go nag your brother." "I can't. I'm not speaking to him." She rolled onto her back on her father's””
