Baker. But it wasn’t Mr. Baker’s reaction she pictured in her mind.She checked her gown in the mirror. The stamped linen fit her close as a sheath, the maroon design standing out on the lighter background. A wide revers of white plush narrowly massed on her shoulders, then knotted in the middle of her back above full pleats. Tasteful, yet eye-catching.A week had passed since Tony asked for Papa’s permission. Yet he’d said nothing at all to her about courtship. Had he changed his mind?She ran her finger over a new wrinkle between her eyebrows that she didn’t remember seeing before, then sighed. The more time she spent with him, the more she enjoyed his company, his wit, and his willingness to discuss anything with her—whether it be politics, gas versus electricity, or Mr. Ford’s motorized carriage.He was courteous, hardworking, and attractive, and he could ride a bike with the best of them. Most of all, he didn’t seem to mind her independent ways anymore. If he truly did want to step out with her, what could it hurt?But she knew all too well what it could hurt.
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