“Everything is done,” Wendy said. “We’ve just got to wait for a select few to come and collect their clothing, and you can deliver the rest.”
Eloise took the clipboard her mother passed her. Her mother was a dry cleaner and seamstress, and repair lady, which she liked to add on, because she always got asked that question if she did repairs. She owned the only shop, as well as the side business of a haberdashery and fabric store. Eloise loved working with her mother.
The work between them was always busy, which is why it was such a pain in the ass when Dorothy didn’t pull her weight. It was hard to believe at times that Dorothy was the oldest, even though she never acted like it. She was constantly picking up her sister’s slack, and trying to find her. Most of the time she was in a motel
