In my head, I could hear Max’s voice as clear as day, mocking my sweater on the sidewalk and telling me I looked like a custodian.

“It bunches up too much around the middle,” I said, unzipping the back before Lily could even answer.

“I liked the yellow one better,” Lily said.

I pulled off the floral dress and picked up a dark green linen dress with three-quarter sleeves.

I slipped it over my head and fastened the small side button.

The fabric pulled slightly across my hips as I turned toward the mirror.

My shape looked broad and heavy under the stiff green fabric.