Chapter 5
Lana had kept an eye out while Tammy went back and forth bringing her different clothes. The first couple had looked cool, especially the off-the-shoulder black-and-white zigzag top, but Tammy had rejected every one. A lot of them she didn’t even get to try on; Tammy would just hold a killer blouse up in front of Lana, sigh and take it away.
Each time Lana peeked, Dad was looking less and less comfortable talking to the woman, which was good.
Tammy held up another, then took it away.
“Hey! That looked great!”
“Wrong color,” Tammy insisted. “See?” She twisted Lana around to face the small mirror behind the screen. First she held it up to her own chest and it looked totally awesome. Then she held it up in front of Lana. It was good; it was hot. Francis would definitely look at
