Measurement Shame by Marcena Hooks
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Megan no longer knew her size. She could guess but that would be too risky. The occasion was far too important. She had to be certain. She met up with the bride and her…...
Megan no longer knew her size. She could guess but that would be too risky. The occasion was far too important. She had to be certain. She met up with the bride and her…...
Adam accompanied me to Giovanni’s for my tux fitting. The event was in three days and I hadn’t worn a tux since my Dad passed twenty years ago. Mom might have kept it, but no way it would fit me…...
The examiner at road traffic said, you failed, but let’s go talk behind the building. And you, not thinking of the danger you will be on the road for being an uncertified but licenced driver, went. And paid. And driving…...
The small crystal bottle filled with that glossy transparent liquid was about to reach the top. For days and days, she was adding the big drops but it could not satisfy its thirst. It was not her point to see…...
Sewing Class The gaggle of girls pushed Annie, rushing to the machines – five machines / ten girls. “Measure, pin and cut, if you don’t have a machine,” Miss Baldry commanded. “Your skirts should be finished next week.” Annie didn’t…...