TITLE: Finders Keepers
GENRE: Young Adult Urban Fantasy
Ellie's mother was insane. Completely, totally, and should be institutionalized no questions asked. Because only if Ellie were Glinda the Good Witch of the North, then the dress she was currently and unsuccessfully zipping up in the back could be considered in any way warranted. But as she was just a normal sixteen-year-old girl with absolutely no intention of going to prom...
"Nonsense dear. Everyone goes to prom. And you're sadly mistaken if you think pink hair is normal."
Oops, Ellie had said that out loud. She yanked on the zipper again but didn't have the leverage to get it the rest of the way up. Oh how she couldn't wait to get out of this store. The musty smell of used, unwashed clothing turned her stomach. Not that she didn't appreciate vintage; she did. But this particular store would have been more appropriately named Grandma's Underwear Drawer.
"It doesn't fit. Can we go now?"
"Wait, come out and let me see it."
Ellie held the back of the white satin together with her left hand and opened the peeling dressing room door with the other. She was greeted with a gasp and jaw drop so large from her mother that she was sure she could fit a Big Mac into it. There was a reason her dad had given her mother a keychain that flashed Drama Queen in pink lights for Christmas last year.