Alice
By the time we got home, it was almost 5 p.m. Mom disappeared into her room to change. I stood in front of my closet and tried to pick something that wouldn’t make me look like I was trying too hard.
I settled on a soft summer dress that hit mid-thigh. Nothing special. Nothing that screamed anything. No pants. No bra. I wouldn’t be needing them today.
Dominic was waiting in the living room when I came down. He looked at the dress once and then away.
Mom came down a minute later in the new blouse and jeans. She kissed his cheek and linked her arm through his.
“Ready?”
“Ready.”
The neighbor’s house was only three doors down. Music and kids’ voices already spilled into the street. Mrs. Hale met us at the door with a glass of wine already in her hand and pointed us toward the sit
