“I have to,” Elena replied, stepping into the trousers. They fit looser now. The deployment had melted ten pounds off her. She tucked in the shirt, then fumbled with the brass buttons on the coat. Each one clicked into place like a small, final decision.
Elena looked down at the dampening green wool, the ribbons darkening with water. She didn’t unbutton the coat. agsu dress uniform
“You’re not going,” her mother said. “I have to,” Elena replied, stepping into the trousers