Chapter 13

FOUR YEARS AGO

“How does this black one look on me?” I showed off my hips to Carrie, then moved again to face the mirror, smoothing the wrinkles out from the body-hugging silk dress. “I forgot how my hips looked."

Carrie was going through our shared dorm closet, and from her side of the closet threw a blue halter neck dress at my face. “I know. Try this on, miss prude. You have such a great body, but you’re always hiding them behind your boyfriend’s jeans and shirts. Get a grip girl.” She gave me an enthusiastic look while thumping her fist upwards in the air. “Get a grip."

I put the flimsy rayon material against my chest and sized myself up and down. “Do you think I’ll look good in that?” I fluttered my eyes when I looked at her and thinned my lips. "Can I really pull this off?"

“Well, someone is going to get that Cassiel guy. It better be you, Lee.” She smiled at me as she came closer. She took the dress out of my hands and put it over my head. “Go on, get ready. This dress is whack