Alone at MIDNIGHT…
Dec 24, 2020
2 minutes
By Rosemary Hayes
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Lower… lower.’ ‘No!’ said Tessa, looking at her sister with a scowl. ‘I feel ridiculous in this get-up, Megan.’
She tottered on high spiky heels and thought the tight bandage dress would look more natural on a mummy.
‘Why can’t I just go out in my favourite shirt and comfy jeans?’
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