Abby rolled her eyes at her sister's response. "Hello, Morgan," she greeted the girl. Now she at least knew that it definitely wasn't Mandy, though she could have guessed that it wasn't Mandy since she didn't smoke. "You're going to give yourself away one of these days," she warned as she sat on the edge of the bed and tugged off her sneakers and pants.
Abby stood in front of her sister in her underwear and a bra, and pulled out the dress from the garbage bag she had thrown it in the protect it from the weather. She held the sparkly, champagne colored dress up to her body. The strapless, thigh length dress shimmered in the light. "Good enough?"