C76 Wrong House (Zhivargo)

Shit! I ran over to the closet and looked through various hanging mini skirts and dresses, pants way too big in the hips for me, and untouched shoes.

Wigs were on a few mannequin heads. I wasn't a homosexual and had nothing against them―just wasn't my thing―but I snatched the longest, curliest black wig from the mannequin head, rushed to put it on my head