I wished my mother was still here to support me in every way. Without her, things weren’t the same.
I chose a violet outfit because it was my mother’s favorite color.
I couldn’t wait for prom. I simply had the impression that it would be a memorable night filled with enchantment. I made an appointment at a posh salon to add even more particular touches. We were all quite excited because my buddies and I were also heading there.
Everything appeared to be coming together.
Until Carla had to spoil it, of course.
When prom day finally came, I was eager to get my hair done and went to the salon. However, the receptionist gave me this perplexed expression when I arrived.
“Emily? “Are you certain?” She looked at her computer screen and inquired. “Zelda told me that you canceled?”
“I didn’t!” I cried out in utter panic. “Why would I? This evening is prom.
The receptionist said, “Calm down, honey,” in an attempt to soothe me. “I’ll get Zelda.”
