Halloween came early this year and Avery didn’t know what to wear. It wasn’t actually Halloween, which never changed dates like those floating holidays – she could never understand why some holidays were always the same date and others floated around like marshmallows on a pool of liquid chocolate.
It might as well have been Halloween and she hadn’t gotten a costume because tonight was her first formal event, the first time she’d actually be considered a grown-up, grown up enough to attend and grown up enough to wear an evening gown.
Tonight she was going to dinner with her father.
It might as well have been Halloween and she hadn’t gotten a costume because tonight was her first formal event, the first time she’d actually be considered a grown-up, grown up enough to attend and grown up enough to wear an evening gown.
Tonight she was going to dinner with her father.
