“Oh, I was just thinking about my prom gown.” I laughed harder, just picturing it.
“Judging by your reaction, it must have been a real winner,” Bay deadpanned.
“It was all the rage at the time,” I assured her, then smiled at Regina. “Two words,” I said. “Gunne Sax.”
Regina nearly choked on her sip of coffee. “Oh, Lord. Gunne Sax! Remember all those ruffles?”
“And the lace!” I added.
“The sashes and bows!” Regina shook her head.
“Are we talking about a prom dress here,” Bay asked incredulously, “or a baby’s bassinette?”
“Wait,” said Regina. “Let me guess. Your date wore a powder-blue tux!”
I rolled my eyes, picturing Robbie in that hideous suit. “How did you guess?”
“Because my date wore the same thing.”
Now we both cracked up. The girls were looking at us like we were crazy, but for me, it was one of the first genuine “girlfriend” moments Regina and I had shared.
“Actually,” I said, putting down my coffee mug and heading toward the door that led to the attic. “I think it’s still in a box up here somewhere.”
Both girls were out of their seats like rockets.
“This I’ve gotta see,” Daphne signed to Bay.
“Totally,” Bay agreed.
We all ducked into the slanting storage attic and began the search. “It’ll be in a box marked ‘Kathryn’s Keepsakes,’” I told them.
Bay found the first box labeled in that manner and dug in. She held up my Mork & Mindy lunch box in one hand and my disco roller skates with the neon-pink wheels in the other. “Seriously?” she said.