'TRACEY!'
Her mother's voice rang out loud and clear from the kitchen. Curled up in a book on the living room sofa, Tracey responded.
'What?' she called.
'Have you seen my handbag?' her mother called from the kitchen, this time her voice was slightly quieter. Tracey raised her eyes from the page and surveyed the room.
'It's under the coffee table,' she called back.
'Tracey!' Now her mother sounded annoyed. 'Tracey, answer me!'
Tracey frowned. Was her mother developing a hearing problem? She was about to yell back even louder when the front door opened and her father came in and walked right past Tracey without even greeting her. That was when Tracey realized that sometime in the past half-hour, she'd gone invisible.
She wished she could understand how and why this had happened. It used to be so simple. Years of feeling unimportant and not worthy of attention had caused her to go invisibe on a regular basis.
