"Well focus." she say. "We have to choose a cake."
That night you have another strange dream. Or more accurately, you continue the previous one.
You are standing in your room, again wearing the dress. You smile at your reflection and twirl, making the skirt flare out.
The doorbell rings. You father answers it and calls out. "Joanne's here."
You meet her at the door.
"Come on." Joanne leads you out to her car. "Let's get moving."
"Hi Brett." Susan greets you. She is wearing a dress identical to yours. "We look like twins."
You smile back at her and get into the car.
You wake up. Again, the happy memory of the dress lingers. As it fades it is replaced by a strange sadness that it was only a dream.
That morning you get a phone call from Joanne. "Hi Brett." she says. "I'm taking the girls to see a movie this afternoon and I though you might like to come with us."
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