97 Millie

“Take as much time as you need. I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

“Okay. Promise I won’t be long. You can keep the maid’s company.”

“Yes. How did I not think of that? I’ll just go do that.”

When I can’t see him anymore, I shout after him from my perch

on the stairs.

“What should I wear? What kind of date is it?”

“It’s a date—what else do you need to know? And I don’t care what you wear as long as you cover yourself up, neck to toe.”

I do exactly that. I wear a red dress that isn’t too flashy. Short

sleeves, open V neck, a relax fabric that gently hugs both my boobs

and my hips and ends just above my knees.

I quickly dry my thick hair and straightened it.

I do my makeup, focusing heavily on the eyes. I wear my thick

black coat and wrap my scarf around my neck, also donning my black leather gloves.

Grabbing my cream ribbed beret from the top shelf of my closet, I put it on my head and walk out of the room in a hurry.

I can’t exactly run yet because too much movement still caus