Chapter 45

"Mother, I am not Grandma," I said desperately. "I don't want to spend the rest of my life arguing with you."

Mother looked at me and her eyes narrowed.

"Let's just buy one dress for now," I said. "I like this green fabric, and it will go nicely with this bit of lace..."

"OK," said Mother after a long silence. "Let's start with the green."

After that it was a discussion of style and what would suit or not suit my figure and looks. The dressmaker's smile even returned. I hung back a moment at the door to thank the dress-maker.

"I'm sorry about my mom; her mother just died and she doesn't know what to do with herself without someone to argue with."

"I understand. You need to talk to her more. Then she won't need to argue so much."

I thought about the dressmaker's advice and decided it was worth a try. So I began to tell Mother more about school and the other kids.