Samantha
“Oh, good, this one fits much better. What do you think, Sam?”
I looked over my reflection in the large trifold mirror in front of me and nodded to Mary, the owner of the town’s dress shop.
“It’s perfect,” I told her with a relieved smile. “Thank God. I was trying not to panic, but it was cutting it really close.”
Mary patted my shoulder. “I’m still not sure how the mix-up happened with the dress sizes, but I’m going to figure it out, so we make sure it doesn’t happen again. Thankfully, they were able to ship this one right away, and it doesn’t look like it’ll need any tailoring other than a little hemming at the bottom of the skirt. Nothing I can’t finish up before the wedding, though.”
I released a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. “Great. The last thing I wanted t
