Grace nodded her head perfectly. Not long after that, Marvin and Sean came in wearing full tuxedos. Both of them looked elegant with their clothes.
Gob seemed to pat Grace on the shoulder, who had preferred to be busy with some of the decorations—wearing a white shirt whose sleeves were rolled up to my session and a black thigh-length skirt. It's a display from Grace that looks very simple.
"Miss Hester, shouldn't you be ready by now?" asked Gob at last. Grace seemed to be frowning, and she didn't quite understand herself. Ready? Prepare for what? It didn't even occur to Grace to attend this event.
