Clara opened her eyes and found herself in a different place. The blue vaulted ceiling worked beautifully with the blue and gold carpet that ran the length of the hallway. The cream marble flooring, dark oak walls, allowed the brass fixtures and highlights on the floors to pop.
Her black leather high heeled shoes resonated throughout the hall with every step until it became muffled by the carpet. To her left she spotted her reflection in the brass light fixtures.
She was dressed to the nines, wearing a black low-cut flapper dress, and a white felt cloche hat with a black band and bow.
“I’m rocking it tonight,” Clara said.
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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