The door swings open and an out-of-breath Lucien stands there holding a garment bag. The man's face is bright red as he pants heavily, like he's been running for miles. "At last," Tock chastises. "You are late." "I think the words you are looking for are thank you," Lucien snipes back. "Oh good, I thought you might not make it." Mrs. P snatches the garment bag from Lucien. Still out of breath, Lucien shoots me two thumbs up with a grin before Tock pushes him out the door. The housekeeper wastes no time hanging the garment bag and unzipping it to reveal a beautiful white dress. I stand, my
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