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been a deep chestnut brown, the week before that an alarming carrot
red.

"What's she done now?" Cindy asked reluctantly.

"She doesn't like her dress."

"So change it."

"It's too late to change it. The damn dress is already made. We have
fittings this afternoon. I need you to be there." "Me?"

"You have to convince her the dress looks fabulous. She'll believe
you.

Besides, don't you want to see Heather and Julia in their dresses?"

Cindy's head snapped toward Julia, still watching from the doorway.

"Heather and Julia have fittings this afternoon?"

"No way!" Julia exclaimed.

"I'm not going. I hate that stupid dress."

"Four o'clock. And they can't be late," Leigh continued, oblivious to
Julia's rant.

"I'm not wearing that god-awful purple dress." Julia began pacing back
and forth in the doorway.

"I look like a giant grape."

"The girls will be there," Cindy said pointedly, watching her daughter
throw her arms up into the air.

"But I'm getting a really bad headache."

"A headache? Please, I've had a migraine for two days now. Look, I
have a zillion things to do. I'll see you at four o'clock."

"I'm not going," Julia said as Cindy hung up the phone.

"You have to go. You're a bridesmaid."

"I'm busy." "She's my sister."

"Then you wear the damn dress."

"Julia ...."