“I think these will fit you. I was going to take them to the charity shop, but you may as well have them to start your new wardrobe”.
Mum then walked over to her chest of drawers and opened the bottom draw.
“You may as well have these too,” she said as she handed me a white roll on the girdle and a black basque.
“I never liked that basque, uncle Clive gave it to me last year for my birthday. I’ve never worn it. I think Marie would love you in it”.
I went through to my room to put my newfound trove of clothes away.
I couldn’t help myself, I slipped into the red dress, then went down to dinner,