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When she had saved enough money to buy her dress, she tried it on in the store where her father accompanied her. Her father exclaimed, “Oh, Elsa,” when he saw her in her attire. “You look beautiful, darling.”
“Are you sure you want to pay for it yourself?” Her father asked. “Because I’ll do it in a heartbeat.”
“But you can buy me a waffle,” Elsa said, as she refused.
Several hours later, as she returned home from her shift, she noticed Jane and Amy wiping the silverware with bits of her dress.
Jane asked, “Honey,” as Elsa shrieked. “What’s wrong?”
“That’s my dress!”
“Oh!” Jane responded. “It was your prom dress?”
“You did this?”
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