“No, no. This is too much!”
Diana breathed a sigh of
relief that someone had spoken up. She was trying so hard to please
Juliard's family. He just had so many relatives that she could hardly
keep them straight, let alone fight their strong opinions. At least
she recognized the small, elderly woman who had offered her
disapproval of the frothy, white cream puff of a dress Diana was
trying on.
“Too many feathers!” Grandmother Anna
Nilerabanwen continued, tapping her cane on the floor. “It needs
ribbons that match the lace.”
Diana sighed.
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