Chapter60

#Chapter60

/"Do you like this one more than the last one?/"

I turn away from the mirror and shrug. /"I don't know, Gail. They're all pretty, I just can't make up my mind, I guess./"

Gail picks up the next dress by the hanger and hands it to me, this time giving me a long, black dress with a slit on the left side, covered by lace. I take it and shuffle into the bathroom, tired of looking at myself in the mirror while I yank them on. Each time the bags under my eyes seem to grow darker and I contemplate just picking a random one from the pile just so we can stop. /"Where do all these dresses even come from?/" I ask through the door, pulling the dark fabric over my legs.

/"James asked me to get you some things to try on for the party, so I did. Be glad that you have options,/" she says as I come out, spinning around so she can zip me up. /"I like this one./"