Mindy's eyes went large, then she pulled the reins in on her outward show of emotions and said, “Yes, miss,” she said, avoiding my eyes again. I knew my statement had caught her off guard.
I had another image of the porcelain dogs and that curio. Why, I wasn't sure. I needed to get Mindy out of here. I stepped up to the closet, found the dress I saw myself wearing in my vision and pinched the material between my gloved fingers. “This one, I think.”
“Oh!” Lindee gasped, and stepped in front of me, hogging the space. “This is a gorgeous dress!” Lindee touched it. “You could wear those earrings you wore the other night with it.”
“Maybe,” I said, distracted.
“There's jewelry, as well as shoes.” Mindy pulled out drawers lined in red velvet holding expensive-looking jewelry. There were sever
