“Wow, such beautiful hair…such beautiful child”.
Juliet, the seamstress Nathaniel had Catherine visit, was a tall woman in her forties who had the exquisite body of a model, she wasn’t at all what Catherine had expected, she had expected some young and equally exquisite lady who carried herself as Nathaniel did, she hadn’t expected a nice and bubbly woman who moved around with finesse and charm.
Juliet reached out and caressed Catherine’s cheek tenderly, she seemed to be entirely charmed by Catherine’s youthful beauty. She flicked her nose playfully causing Catherine to giggle.
“Beautiful”. She laughed.
“Thank you”. Catherine said smiling, her dimples flashing brightly.
It was one thing to have guys tell you you’re beautiful and it was entirely another to have a woman you’ve just met
