Chapter 26: My Blind Date Is My Type

“Please tell me you’re not wearing that.” Myra claps her palms in front of her, keeping them glued together and silently praying.

I shoot her an annoyed look. “You’ve long past the privilege of playing the judge. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even have to put up with this.”

I do a twirl in front of the mirror. Honestly, I have put more effort on my dressing while dropping off Ben to kindergarten than today. I’m wearing mom jeans and a dark green turtleneck top with sneakers.

Still it’s not as ugly as I wanted it to be.

“It’s not bad, but it’s too casual for a date. Why can’t you wear the red halter dress I gifted you on your last birthday?”

I spin around on my shoes, giving her another smug look. “Is that another advice I hear?”

She pouts, puffing her lips out like a pufferfish. “I’m already offering to babysit Ben despite my tight schedule, just so you can have fun without worrying.”

“Oh, Myra, I’m so grateful to you. How would i possibly spend a day without your undying de