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The girls approved of my purchases when I got home. Bianca asked if she could borrow the blue dress sometime.
“Where are you wearing a dress like this?” I asked her.
“Where are you wearing it?” she countered.
I rolled my eyes. “I have no plans to wear it, but it was too nice to pass up. Did you two finish your homework?”
“Yes,” they both grumbled. Usually, they were in better moods when I went out for the evening.
“What’s going on?”
“Nothing,” Bianca said quickly.
“What happened?” I asked, setting my stuff down and crossing my arms. I looked between my daughters and waited for someone to tell me what was going on.
“Bianca has a date,” Samantha teased her sister.
“What?” I whirled on my oldest and caught her glaring at her sister. “Who asked you out?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Ye
