Chapter 29
That evening, Chris looked at himself in the mirror. It had been a long time since he had worn a suit. “Kat, are you ready yet?” he called. “I won’t go if you don’t come, you know I hate these things?” “I know you hate everything that has anything to do with the company” her voice came through the bedroom door “but this is a fundraiser and our mother taught us better than sulking away when we can do something good.” “It’s still a gala. I hate galas” Chris complained. The door opened and his sister came out wearing a blue peplum dress and body paint on her arms. She had tied her hair back, as she was going to wear a headpiece covered in snakes. She had silver bracelets on and lace-up sandals. “You’re going to freeze in that” Chris pointed out. “You look good too” she
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