Chapter 23: A Good Impression

“Mom! Have you seen my orange sweater?” I shouted from my closet. I heard nothing.

“Mom!” I shouted. I had a pair of skinny black jeans on and was in a white lace camisole. The orange sweater would look cute, and I knew she had been wearing my sweaters to work lately.

“It’s in the laundry room!” she shouted. I took off down the stairs.

Mom already had the tablecloths on the dining room table and another pop-up table in the backyard under the canopy. The TV was on playing the parade. It was just breezy enough outside to need a sweater but perfect for eating and mingling outside.

I made it to the laundry room and found my orange sweater in a ball on the dryer. Ugh. I could still make this work. I shook it out and took the iron to it swiftly. It ended up being very warm.