One Night Only (51 page)

“
W
ea
r
th
e
jumpsuit,
”
sai
d
Boss
y
Boot
s
T
es
s
an
d
before
Poll
y
coul
d
protest
,
sh
e
ha
d
take
n
th
e
othe
r
tw
o
item
s
and shove
d
the
m
bac
k
int
o
th
e
wardrobe
.
“It
’
s
abou
t
tim
e
you dresse
d
fo
r
you
r
ag
e
an
d
no
t
lik
e
ou
r
mothe
r
.
Y
o
u
hav
e
a
figur
e
t
o
di
e
fo
r
,
no
w
sho
w
i
t
off!
”

“
Y
o
u
exaggerat
e
terribl
y
,
T
ess,
”
Poll
y
tol
d
he
r
.
“Bu
t
I
lov
e
it
.
D
o
yo
u
reall
y
thin
k
I
ca
n
ge
t
awa
y
wit
h
it
?
It
’
s
sleeveles
s
an
d
shoulde
r
-les
s
an
d
shor
t
an
d
–
”

“Di
d
yo
u
pu
t
fak
e
ta
n
o
n
befor
e
yo
u
left?” “
Y
es.
”

“Di
d
yo
u
shav
e
th
e
bit
s
tha
t
nee
d
t
o
b
e
shaved?
”

“
Y
es.
”

“
Y
ou
r
hai
r
look
s
fab
,
you
r
ski
n
i
s
clea
r
,
you
r
leg
s
are lon
g
an
d
yo
u
ar
e
a
Siz
e
10
.
Pu
t
i
t
on
.
No
w
.
”

A
s
always
,
Poll
y
di
d
wha
t
sh
e
wa
s
tol
d
bu
t
o
n
this occasio
n
sh
e
wa
s
quit
e
gla
d
to
.
T
es
s
di
d
hav
e a
point
.
She
wa
s
a
Siz
e
10
,
sh
e
wa
s
petit
e
an
d
sh
e
di
d
hav
e
goo
d
skin. Th
e
long-leg
s
bi
t
wa
s
a
bi
g
fa
t
li
e
bu
t
sh
e
appreciate
d
her
sister
’
s
efforts
.
An
d
sh
e
di
d
ten
d
t
o
dres
s
lik
e
thei
r
mother wit
h
he
r
apro
n
coverin
g
u
p
he
r
thirty-five-yea
r
-young
figure
.
Sh
e
woul
d
wea
r
th
e
jumpsui
t
an
d
sh
e
woul
d
wear i
t
well
.
S
o
there
.

“Wha
t
abou
t
you?
”
Poll
y
aske
d
he
r
siste
r
wh
o
funnily enoug
h
wasn
’
t
a
s
decisiv
e
whe
n
i
t
cam
e
t
o
selectin
g
her ow
n
attire
.

Unlik
e
Polly
’
s
dail
y
unifor
m
o
f
legging
s
an
d
tuni
c
tops
covere
d
i
n
breakfast
,
lunc
h
an
d
dinne
r
,
T
ess
’
s
wardrobe wa
s
burstin
g
wit
h
designe
r
label
s
an
d
sh
e
ofte
n
talked abou
t
‘stapl
e
items
’
an
d
‘necessar
y
basics
’
whe
n
sh
e
had bee
n
o
n
a
shoppin
g
spree
.
He
r
stapl
e
item
s
an
d
necessary
basics
were
flattering
black
trousers,
well-cut
jeans,
classi
c
cris
p
whit
e
shirt
s
an
d
a
seasona
l
coa
t
o
r
jacke
t
that wen
t
wit
h
almos
t
everythin
g
fro
m
th
e
ver
y
upmarket
Bella
’
s
Boutique
.
Polly
’
s
stapl
e
item
s
an
d
necessar
y
basics
wer
e
spuds
,
milk
,
bab
y
wipe
s
an
d
supermarke
t
bread.
W
it
h
thos
e
item
s
i
n
stock
,
sh
e
coul
d
conque
r
th
e
world
.

“I’
m
tryin
g
t
o
decid
e
wha
t
approac
h
t
o
tak
e
t
o
the evening,
”
sai
d
T
ess
,
holdin
g
ite
m
afte
r
ite
m
unde
r
he
r
chin a
s
sh
e
gaze
d
int
o
th
e
massiv
e
mahogan
y
mirro
r
a
t
the othe
r
sid
e
o
f
th
e
room
.

T
ess
’
s
da
y
an
d
nigh
t
alway
s
ha
d
t
o
hav
e
a
n
‘approach’.
Sh
e
wa
s
a
meticulou
s
planne
r
wh
o
wa
s
alway
s
prepared fo
r
last-minut
e
actio
n
an
d
n
o
doub
t
ha
d
a
suitcas
e
on
standb
y
packe
d
wit
h
al
l
th
e
necessitie
s
al
l
yea
r
round. On
e
fo
r
eac
h
season
.