Chapter 6The dress survived several transformations, with Kylie making suggestions via Zoom. “No. Too showy. I don’t like those sleeves. Show a bit of bicep. You’ve got nice arms.”
Gran stitched and thought, measured and dreamed. “What do you think, Dara?”
Tara seemed to struggle to articulate what she thought about Cindi wearing a revealing sexy dress with a plunging neckline. “Think? Er.”
“You don’t get a proper look though. Not ‘til the night of the ball! It’s bad luck.” Gran laughed like a pantomime witch. “He, he, he, he.”
Cindi rather enjoyed the way Tara kept glancing hungrily across at the dress and then back at her. “We’re not getting married, Gran.”
Tara took her hand and squeezed. “Not yet, anyway.”
When the last neighbor left and Gran went to bed for a while, Cindi and Ta
