Not long after, my mom made her entrance to the kitchen. And as my dad said, she was indeed dressed prettily in a long earth color long sleeves dress reaching the heels of her feet.
Smiling, she approached me to nag about the simplicity of my outfit.
“Lisa baby, you should also wear a dress to match mom. How can my lovely daughter forget to treat this once after few months dinner of the family special? Go on and change into something pretty nice,” my mom suggested.
I hesitantly shook my shoulder. “Mom… I only brought one dress and that is scheduled to be worn tomorrow in the church,” I tried to reasoned out.
Great! How can I forget how dramatic my mom could get on stuff like this? I should have packed an extra dress for this alleged special family dinner.
“You can wear m
