There were pearl buttons and lace sewn to the hem. The dress was so pretty even her mother approved. They walked home with Anne carrying it carefully, for it was a treasure and a privilege to have something so beautiful. “Don’t ruin it,” Edith said. “The fabric easily stains.” Anne remembered what her sister had told her. Their mother worried over them. “Thank you for this,” she said. “I’ll never forget this dress.” Edith looked at her daughter. Anne shone with happiness. She deserved this dress and more. She deserved everything. Edith did her best not to cry. “I’ll never forget it either,”
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