“Alex, why didn’t you wake me up sooner?” Jill said, glancing at the clock. She wondered how long Alex had been up, since she appeared showered and ready to go. “It’s already ten-thirty. I need to get ready if I’m going to be presentable. We can’t all pop out of the shower and look good in five minutes, like you can.”
“You’ll be fine; besides, you don’t have to do anything special to look good.”
“Right, I’m sure this torn up face will look really nice in public.” Jill self-consciously touched her cheek.
“I thought you needed sleep more than anything else.” Alex sat down on the corner of the bed.
“That was sweet of you, but I have no idea what I am going to wear.” Jill threw back the covers and went to her suitcase. She tossed several items aside as she rummaged through it.
“What are
