Seventy-Two-Year-Old Darla Pays Cash for an Emerald Green Prom Dress
“The straps are perfectly fine.”
“They look gorgeous with that deep green,” I said.
She got up and turned to the long mirror on the back of her bedroom door, smoothing the front of the skirt down against her knees with both hands.
A real, quiet smile spread over her face and reached her eyes for the first time since Christmas.
“We don’t need to ask him for anything else,” she said.
“No,” I said.
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