Chapter Fifteen
VADA
“I haven’t been on a real date in years. I don’t know what to wear,” I tell Nora over the phone because she’s my go-to in situations like this. Actually, she’s my only person considering I don’t have anyone to ask.
“Go sassy with a touch of slutty. Guys love that,” she says matter-of-factly.
“Oh my God. How do you know that?” I let out a laugh, emptying my suitcase on the bed. Nora doesn’t do dates, and the only time she gets out of the house is to go to the grocery store or visit her best friend. Considering the woman is in her mid-sixties, I imagine her version of slutty and mine are two totally different things.
“I watch a lot of television shows. I’m sure it’s the same in real life,” she tells me, amused with herself.
I roll my eyes, and I’m glad she can’t se
