Makenna’s POV
I stare at my reflection in the bathroom mirror and fiddle anxiously with a strand of my hair. I’m wearing one of Grace’s dresses, a comfortable light blue dress with cap sleeves and a hem that falls at my knees.
“It looks wonderful on you! Let’s put some makeup on, not that you really need it.” Grace says with a small smile as she stands beside me in front of the mirror. I can tell that she’s unsure of my date tonight, but she’s still very supportive and insisting on helping me look presentable for tonight. I don’t have very much talent with makeup and doing my hair, so I desperately need her help.
“Thanks again for letting me borrow your dress,” I say as Grace pulls me into a folding chair and sits across from me with her makeup bag.
“Of course! I bought it on a whi
