She spent ages in the clothes shop. This one was too floral. This one was too plain. This one fitted perfectly yet was shocking pink; could she perhaps dye it? She would have to dye it black. This one had a little tear in the zipper. And this one was perfect! Just perfect! It was modest and simple, yet charming. The cost however was a little over what she had budgeted for. Still, thirteen dollars for a garment for a wedding was a bonus indeed.
My word! Did Janine look lovely wearing it or what? She almost outshone the bride. And she felt so good, so self-assured, so… lovely.
That was when Dolly, a gossip whom no one really liked, said: “You bought that frock at the used clothes shop. I know because it used to be a colleague’s of mine. An everyday dress for a secretary. It makes the wearer look like a frump.”
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