“Well dear, I always tucked the suspender hooks on my girdles so they wouldn’t catch on any of my stockings. When you put them back after ‘borrowing’ them you didn’t do it, that’s how I knew. How about we go upstairs and see what we can find for you, I’m sure I’ve got a couple of skirts and dresses that will fit you”.
I trotted behind mum as we went into her room.
She opened her wardrobe door, the cave of wonders as I used to call it.
Mum pulled out the red dress I had been wearing when Marie caught me.
“You may as well have this, Marie told me you were wearing this when she caught you dressed”.
Mum passed me another three dresses, some skirts, and four silk blouses.