“Can you sew it for me?” she asked, all hopeful.
I studied the picture. It was gorgeous and complicated as a woman’s mind.
“I know,” she said quickly. “That’s why I want you.
I trust you more than any salon. You’re amazing.”
I hesitated because the wedding was in two months, and my schedule was already brutal, but she was my best friend.
“Okay,” I said finally. “I’ll do it.”
Her face lit up.
“Thank you! You’re saving me so much money. I’ll pay you for everything, I promise.
I just can’t right now because of deposits and stuff. But once the dress is ready, I’ll pay in full.”
I believed her.
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