Chapter 53 A Little Piece of History

• I looked at myself in the mirror. It had been a while since I was in a full three-piece suit and tie. It felt uncomfortable. I looked like my father. Sighing, I asked to see another tie. The associate disappeared and I wondered where Stacy was. Usually, she was my style compass when it came to these sorts of things. All I wanted to do was to wear the jeans and button up shirt that I had gotten used to lately.
• “If that’s what you are going with, I wonder if anyone will take you seriously.”
• My eyes widened and I whipped around, watching Evie walk toward me. She was smiling brightly at me and I nearly dissolve into tears right there. Wearing dark jeans and a shirt with a band I didn’t even know; her usual combat boots on her feet. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail, no makeup, she looked like the goddess I knew and loved.