Shop, Drop, or Steal?

Catalina

"Eden is about to hook you up." Giddy as the day was long, she opened the door to an upscale boutique downtown called Blush. I soon learned why walking amongst the endless racks-- the price tags were something to blush about. "Eden, are you sure this is okay with your parents?" Why would anyone spend this much on clothes?

She snorted. "As much as they spend daily, they won't even notice the small dent to their credit card."

"Small dent? I looked at her as if she had grown an alien head. "This dress alone is 3,000 dollars! What do your parents even do for a living any way?"

"My momma comes from old southern money, and my daddy is a surgeon."

"Oh, that explains it. But do we need an outfit from here? There are plenty of other less expensive shops around."

"We do if we want to fit into the right crowd. Isn't that what you want?"

Oh, yes, that bullshit goal of mine. "So we are selling our soul to the fashion devil. I think I am catching on."

"Fast learner, good girl. N