LIZ'S POV
The next day at school, Amma and I were in the best of moods. We spent our first free time picking out appropriate colors for certain dresses that we would get once there was an occasion to wear any of the clothes too.
It was far-fetched from the kind of conversations we usually had, but I figured Amma liked talking about fashion so I indulged her. It turned out I was not bad at deciding colors and fabrics myself and so we both had a great time talking and arguing about fashion.
And then Janet came to join us.
Amma saw her first and rolled her eyes. I would have laughed and asked her if they were no longer pals but I decided to let it be. We stopped talking when she finally joined us on the table we were sitting on.
Somehow, she had heard about the ordeal with Oscar from t
