C42 Chapter 42

Medora

Millie’s wedding was tomorrow, and the dress I bought, tried on, and thought I loved suddenly felt all wrong. So here I was, last minute, trying to find something new.

“Hi, can I get this dress in a smaller size?” I asked the sales associate, glancing at the price tag again. Did I really want to spend so much on a dress I might never wear again?

“Of course,” she said with a polite smile