Chapter 33: Breathless

Polly had it to three. Three dresses lay on the bed as Tuesday and the twins looked them over, trying to pick out the very best. With something as important as that, Polly left nothing to chance, and needed all the help she could get.

“The blue one is nice,” Tuesday said, “brings out your eyes.”

“It does,” Sasha agreed, “but the black one would do great things for her boobs.”

“True,” Tuesday said, “which do you think would be better, eyes or boobs?”

“Eyes, I think,” Polly said, after some thought.

She didn’t need to be shy around Declan but had a basic look she liked to keep up. One that called for a degree of modesty, based in the 1950s like it was.

“Perfect,” Tuesday said, assessing the results.

“Now for hair and makeup,” the twins said as one.