Sheila
One?Please?, she said, ?I want you to come with me to pick out a new dress.?Kathy knew that I didn’t like to go clothes shopping with her. She always took so long to make a decision, always having to sort through all of the racks of clothing, always asking my opinion on one or another, and always ignoring my advice. I quickly scanned through a laundry list of excuses in my mind, but before I could utter a protest she said, ?Look, I need something new to wear to work, and besides, you could...