Catherine rose from the edge of the bed when she heard a knock at her door. Opening it, she found Aunt Grace standing there.
"Aunt Grace."
"Catherine, get dressed. We have somewhere to go," the older woman said.
Catherine couldn't help but furrow her brow. "Where are we going, Auntie?"
"We're going for a gown fitting, Catherine. We’re attending a party next week," she explained.
"Are you taking me with you?"
"Of course," Aunt Grace replied. "Don't worry, we won't be out too late. We'll leave shortly."
"I'll just get dressed, then," Catherine said after a moment.
"Alright. Take your time. I'll wait for you downstairs."
Once Aunt Grace left, Catherine stepped into the walk-in closet. She chose a comfortable dress and, having already showered earlier, simply combed her long hair and
