"Oh, my dear," the shop's owner said, "it's just as I thought. This dress was made for you. It's heavenly, Don't you think?"
She did think. But there was no way she could ever afford it. Her shoulders sank.
She smelled an airy aroma of floral scents, expensive and highly satisfying to her nostrils. The shop owner was standing directly behind her. She whispered into her ear.
"Don't worry about the price," the older woman said. "I'm in a giving mood. It's yours, sweetheart. You remind me so much of my daughter when she was your age."
Her jaw dropped. Why were the gods smiling on her with such good fortune? She didn't care. She spun around, hugged the lady, and gushed her thanks.
Walking out of the shop, she felt like a princess. This time the glass slipper was on her foot and not all those other unfortunate losers. She waved goodbye to them in her mind.
A loser no more, she thought. I'm finally a have instead of a have not.
She couldn't wait to tell Mel. No. That would be stupid. He'd already told her to meet him at the party.
Too cheap to spring for a taxi.
But that was alright.
Hadn't she sworn off parties because she was always going stag?
Well, not this time. She'd make an entrance that would make a Hollywood starlet blush. Or at least seethe with jealousy.
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Love Songs: The Wrong Note - A Collection of Short Stories
General FictionA second volume of short stories in the Love Songs collection. Many of the stories in this collection focus on the theme of love and how it sometimes goes wrong. A large collection of stories that run the gamut from humorous to tragic. 1. Love Songs...
