Chapter 18: Sara“I know it’s going to shock you, but I’d actually like your opinion on something, Mother.”
Sara’s mom was in her bathrobe, having just emerged from the shower. “Well, you’re up early. I didn’t expect to see you for another hour or two. What do you want my opinion on?”
“It’s no secret I’m not well-versed in fashion trends. You don’t have to roll your eyes. It just comes more easily to some people, and you happen to be one of them. Unfortunately, those particular genes did not trickle down to me, so for once I am soliciting your advice.” Sara didn’t have a clue what to wear to breakfast. They were going to be dining casually, but Kerstin was always so put together. It might be nice if, for a change, she could enter a room without people snickering. It was odd that her mothe
