Yardsticks: Chapter 24

I looked at Shevy and chose my words carefully. “I know you’re disappointed,” I said slowly. “That’s— I get it”

Mina

“Could we talk about my gown?” Shevy asked.

I didn’t want to talk about her gown. I didn’t want to talk to anyone about anything. My head was throbbing and my sinuses were acting up. I wanted to eat my soup, take a long, hot shower, and climb into bed.

But the croutons in my soup were soggy. And Shevy was looking at me expectantly.

I put down my spoon. “Your gown. Yes.”