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LEAH
A half hour later, I walked into Second Appearance with Laken. This was my favourite thrift store in the whole city. Not necessarily the biggest or even the cheapest, but it often had designer pieces that were almost as good as new. Half of my wardrobe came from there, and few people ever realised.
“So, what type of clothes are we looking for?” I asked.
“Uh, modern Victorian?”
“Huh?”
“High-necked blouses, bows, long skirts, tailored pants. I have a mood board.”
“Is this based on your Dr. Bershovitz?”
Laken blushed for the second time today. “She’s smart in every way. And it’s Berkowitz, not Bershovitz.”
“Does somebody have a girl crush?”
Pink cheeks turned to scarlet. “Are you gonna help me or not?”
“Sure. Show me the mood board.”
I plucked a fuchsia-pink blouse from th
