As soon as Marcy had returned with Lucas’s credit card, Tracy had dragged her up into her room to get changed. “Aha…this one’s perfect,” Tracy exclaimed as finally raised her head with a cloth in her grasp. Since they’d got to her room, Tracy had spent the last thirty minutes ransacking her now-filled closet for clothes to wear. Pushing thoughts about Lucas aside, she looked at the clothes Tracy was holding, a plain black gown that had a long slit and was only one-handed. She remembered it, it was one of the many clothes Lucas had asked a worker to get her when she was still his captive. “Isn’t that too much? It's just shopping not some kind of freak party,” Phoebe said, a smile tugged at her face as she studied what Tracy herself had on. Yup, that woman was one crazy freak. In a good way, if that makes sense. “That’s the point, sweetheart,” she chuckled, as she raised the fabric to get a better view of it. “Doing too much. That's what makes heads turn” “Come on, hurry up.
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