I’m certain my mother knew, but she never said anything. The closest I came to being caught was when I was in my sister’s room trying on her hose and heels. I heard my mother coming up the stairs and in a panic I clomped across the hall to my room, losing a heel in the process. I managed to get one of the stockings off and when she entered my room, I was sitting on my bed with the still stockinged leg tucked under it. She gave me a quizzical look but didn’t say anything. I’m sure she saw the wayward heel and wondered.
