Elana.
It was tomorrow night already. The night of the dinner. The time read 6 pm and I was just done getting ready.
I had on a white long dress and a fur shoulder shawl. I let my short hair fall right above my shoulders. I went for a trim earlier today.
For Selanene, I had worn her a white cotton two-piece shirt and shorts, and a head warmer for her head. This was decent enough.
There was a knock on the door and I answered it. It was Nana. “Why hello beautiful woman. Where art thou off to?” She said as she walked into the room with a box in her hand.
What was the box for?
“Oh, Nana do you not know of Selanene and I’s dinner with the Dobermans tonight?” I smiled at her. Though I was short, she was just about two inches shorter than me.
“Oh my was that tonight?” She asked. She looked
