Lorraine tried on each one of the tops. all fit her well. “I’m getting fat,” she , looking in the mirror. Quinn agreed, but told that she could get as wide as the itself and he would still love her. “I’ll get that fat,” she swore.

One of the had a snag in it. The girl at counter said she could give them a discount the snag. If they wanted to fix it , however, they should take the sweater to a cleaner and have them snip the snag and it tightly. She said that if the sweater unravel, just bring it back for a full . They walked out with all three tops and book. Lorraine told Quinn that she didn't need book to know how to act like a . Quinn told her that a real lady would the book graciously with just a simple “thank .” “Oh, I’m sorry,” Lorraine said, “I didn’t know was speaking to the author.” Quinn laughed.

The evening, Lorraine told Quinn that she had returned of the tops to the store. When she tried them on at home that morning, she a smell. Sniffing the tops, she realized that of them had a perfume odor. Some women worn the tops long enough to transfer their perfume to the tops. “It took me almost hour to select those tops. I couldn’t smell perfume on them last night because that whole has a candle scent. What a waste of .”