Annie's POV:
The door had barely closed behind Jasper when Jack was at the table.
"Mom." He stood on his toes and pulled at the cloth. "What's this?"
"It's a dress, Jack."
"For the wedding?" His eyes went wide. "Are you going to wear it now? Try it on, Mom! Teacher Jasper said it was pretty. Try it on!"
"Jack." I started.
"Please! I want to see you look like a bride!"
I looked at the dress, then at my son's eager face. I didn't have it in me to say no.
"Alright," I said. "But you have to sit still and wait."
"Okay!"
He sat on the bed, swung his legs while I went behind the screen and put the dress on. The cloth slid over me, cool and smooth. It was the first pretty thing I had worn in five years.
"Come out! Come out!" Jack was bouncing.
I came out. Jack gasped. I felt the hem p
