CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
FAITH’S POV
My lips parted slightly,” I look…different and I actually love it,”
The faded pink floral, half-sleeved dress was just an inch longer down my mid-thighs with an unbuttoned faded denim coat resting perfectly on my upper body. The plain white sneakers were certainly the right choice and for once, I felt pretty comfortable in something that was not jeans and a t-shirt. My hair was up in a ponytail and I was not exactly wearing much make-up except for the nude lipstick and a rather faint highlight.
“I knew you’d love it. Now come on, Ian is here to pick us up and tomorrow you can tell me all about your first day of work,” Peggy cooed, picking up her purse as she sneaked a glance of herself on the dressing mirror. She was dressed in cut out blue jeans shorts a
