TAKING MEASUREMENTS

Rowan, oblivious to Miss Debby's futile attempt at seduction, he took us to a seat and sat like he owned the place. Crossing his legs, he calmly looked around, sizing up the entire building.

" Please have a seat, ma." Miss Debby told my mother before greeting my father. " Good afternoon, sir." To her greeting, my father only nodded before sitting on the seat across from us. Everyone sat on the other side except my brother and Celine. They came to sit with us.

The fashion house looked like a typical luxury show room with only the most exquisite and expensive items on display. There were only a few of them scattered around with no price tags. They were the ones that would cost a fortune, the ones no one dared to ask about but only admire.

" Where are the clothes? The ones we came for last time." My mother asked.