Chapter 19-1
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Chapter 19
Perrin skipped the Tuesday dinner to work on Melanie’s dress and the one she’d wear herself to go with it for opening night. Actually, she’d have to make three more. As the costume designer, she’d been given three tickets to opening night, and Carlo had obtained two for Melanie. So between them they’d invited Maria, Jo, and Cassidy. The men had all agreed to pitch in to help Angelo as the restaurant’s opening neared and he descended into near total panic. Maria was going to be done with pastries before the performance and would leave the service to the new pastry chef.
Five dresses total. With Melanie’s to play off, the designs had come together quickly and easily. The dresses would be very similar in look, though matched to each woman’s figure of course. And each would be primarily in a single color from the opera that best highlighted their complexion: Cassidy’s black, Jo’s sky blue, Maria’s red, and Perrin’s gold. Melanie would be the montage that each of them complemented. They should all arrive together in a limo. That would create a proper sensation.
Jo and Cassidy hunted her down later that night, coming to the shop and banging on the glass.
They’d tried to make sure everything was okay and ask how could they help. They tried to force food on her from a care package Maria had put together before sending them over. They tried to get her to stop for a moment.
Perrin didn’t have time for any of that. In minutes she had them working in the studio; and they cut, pinned, and sewed to her direction. It didn’t take long for them all to settle in and work together. They talked and they laughed—it was so normal. Perrin would never know what about and didn’t care. All she cared about was how much she loved these women and how much they loved her. She made a point of telling them so several times as they worked.
Then she had one more idea. One she didn’t even need to sketch. It was a good idea, but she wasn’t ready to work on just yet.
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