Daisy rubbed her forehead. “We’re getting off track. Even if Todd is gay—”
“He is,” both sisters said confidently.
“Okay, he is. That still doesn’t mean he knows anything about makeup!”
“He was on Broadway, of course he knows about makeup. Everyone in the shows wears makeup, gay or not. Besides, I’ve already called him,” Evelyn said.
Daisy groaned.
“Now, don’t take on,” her mother admonished. “He was as nice as he could be, and said of course he’d help you. Just give him a call when you’re ready.”
“I can’t do it,” Daisy said, shaking her head.
“Take another look in the mirror,” Aunt Jo suggested.
Reluctantly Daisy turned her head to look in the mirror over the gas log fireplace. What she saw made her wince, and she surrendered without even another twinge of conscience. “I’ll call him in the morning.”
“Do it now,” Evelyn urged.