“Go try the next one.”

Sadie drew the curtain shut behind her.

Chloe walked by carrying a metal garment steamer, letting out a quick puff of steam.

“Your mother-in-law sure means business,” Chloe whispered to me.

“Former mother-in-law,” I corrected quietly.

“And yes, she does.”

The curtain opened again.

Sadie stepped up onto the round wooden fitting platform in front of the three-way mirror.