I was feeling all cool and jaunty. I was in New York City and not Maine. There were people everywhere. I was there as an author. A real live author person and my publisher was actually spending money to have me be there. I felt sort of posh. Because I am not posh.

Carmen swirled around, enjoying the feel of the skirt as she eyed her image in the mirror. Gladys was dressed in a tiny skirt that made her look like a cheerleader for the Slim Fast "before" team. She straightened her skirt and surveyed the overall effects in the mirror. The off-the-shoulder style with its white lace made the most of her newly acquired tan, and the shiny black belt and full skirt made her waist look small. The blue skirt and sweater were a little dressy for jail, but they'd no doubt give her some fashionable stripes to wear anyway.

This is a modal window. Beginning of dialog window. Escape will cancel and close the window. This modal can be closed by pressing the Escape key or activating the close button. Digital Editorial Options Compare Packages.