Celia stepped down the stairs, her eyes fixed on the white floral dress that barely reached her knees. She smoothed the fabric and adjusted the deep V-neckline to show more skin.
“Isn’t that too revealing for a date?” Her mother’s voice rang across the living room.
Celia almost tripped at the sudden interruption, but her hands flew to the railing in time, stabilizing her balance. Her mother, whose hands had shot out to catch her fall, pulled them back, sighing with relief .
“Mum…..” Celia trailed off as her eyes caught her mother’s outfit. “Are you going somewhere?” She inquired.
Veronica, tucked a lock of ginger hair behind her ear. “Yes, I’m accompanying you on the date”
“Excuse me…..what?!”
“You heard me.” Veronica pulled out a dark orange lipstick and reapplied it to her lips.
