"Wow! Is this me?" exclaimed Leona.
Serafina brought her shopping for clothes. The gold mini-dress looked terrific on her brown skin.
"It’s you, hon,” Rafina agreed appreciatively.
“Where are we going?”
“The country club.”
“Why the hell are we going?” she asked, shaking her head in horror.
“Just so.”
“I thought you didn’t care what those assholes think.”
“I don’t.”
“Then, why?”
“Well, I don’t know. Really. My mom wants to go. So, we are going. It’s to keep the peace. Right now, she loves how Dragomir seems like the perfect underdog. Rags to riches kind of thing. If I did not know any better, it reminded her of dad during their early days together. She showed him off to her wealthy family and friends.”
“Because?” Leona was still not in that.
“It probably gives her some assu
