Music Recommendation: A new Era- John Lunn
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The seamstress didn't utter another word to Eve and turned away to step inside the back room of the shop. After a good three minutes, a male assistant stepped into the room where Eve was and said to her,
"Miss, you are being called."
Startled, Eve asked him, "Me?" pointing her finger at her and the assistant nodded. She turned to look at Miss Rosetta, who was busy discussing with another assistant the kinds of fabric she wanted and how she wanted her dress to be designed.
Seeing the young miss occupied, Eve followed the assistant, who led her into the backroom. Many lanterns had been lit hanging on the wall even though there was enough light in the passage coming from the outside.
"Mrs. Russo, you wanted to see me?" Eve tried to ensure that the assistant had the right woman, and the seamstress turned to look at her with the same shrewd eyes.
