Chapter 7 Sarah's dress was blue, long, completely silk, and covered her entirely while making her feel almost naked at the same time. Until marriage to Beau, her cheap clothes or hand-me-downs either pulled, were too tight, or made her sweat. She’d always been aware of her clothes, in a negative way. In Miami, she’d upgraded to linens, fine cotton, or other quality materials for her clothes. Beau's mother, Ava, who always acted like a Queen even without her crown, had helped her pick things that suited her figure. Those clothes hadn’t prepared her for a gown made of silk and hand-sewn jewels embedded in the lightweight material--she sparkled. Beau's eyes brightened with appreciation as she walked toward him and took his hand. In their room, no one would argue that a married couple to