I looked in the mirror.
“This dress is very red.” I said and looked at Hermia.
“Hannah… I really don’t want to hear you talk right now. You’re insinuating the color is off, but I want red.” Hermia said and I lifted my hands.
“Sh*t! Mine needs to be let out again.” Madison sighed. Not able to zip over her growing bump.
“It’s ok, we’ll get it in right away and give it alittle room as a just in case.” The seamstress said.
“Will it be ready by Saturday?” Hermia asked.
“Yes of course Luna.” The seamstress started measuring Madison.
“Where’s Alice? Isn’t she you’re third?” Madison said.
“Yes, but she’s fine. We already have her dress. Mom thought these ones were too mature.” Hermia sighed. I looked in the mirror. Just a red seer knee high dress.
“How are we wearing our hair?” I
