“It didn’t last long,” Clara mused.
She remembered her mother being so tall as a child. By the way the dress fit on Clara, her mother must have been at least a half-a-head shorter than Clara.
“I wonder if she was saving it for one of us?”
Instead, she died and took her surprise to her grave. The Grey sisters never saw each other again in life… I still don’t know what happened to Maria…
“If I was my regular weight this dress would fit me like a glove,” Clara said while looking at her reflections in the broken mirror. “I don’t mind showing off my knees…”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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