She’d carefully chosen this to wear on this special evening. After a long hiatus, Theresa was finally dating again. As a matter of fact, that detective Jackson Simpson had even tried to ask her out. When it rains it pours. He was kind of dorky but had she not already met David, she might have given him a shot. She slipped on a pair of heels that she’d worn maybe once in the past five years. They were stiletto heels, highly out of character for her, but she did appreciate the extra height. Jody had talked her into wearing them for her big date. Jody loved heels––she insisted they made your legs look sexy. Theresa put on her makeup in the bathroom mirror, following the steps for creating ‘dramatic cat eyes’ that she’d seen in Cosmo. Afterwards, she spun around and checked herself out in the bedroom mirror. There, she thought. Not bad at all if I say so myself. When the doorbell rang, she grabbed her beaded purse and opened the door. “You look stunning,” said David. The clean shaven man standing in the doorway towered over Theresa by nearly a foot.
