“I need to see them on you, dear. Start with this one.” Her mom pressed a long white Grecian style dress into her arms and ushered her into the bedroom. It was going to be a long afternoon.
“I have practice soon, just so you know.”
“I called Katrina on my way in. She’s going to let us practice late this evening. The janitor will be there to lock up when we’re done. Now go change.”
“Okay.” Lillian reluctantly stepped into her bedroom to try on the first of more than a dozen dresses. So much for having dinner with Wylder and Devyn tonight. She would be lucky if she had dinner at all.