That afternoon I received a message from a man named Leon, who owned a tailoring shop.
He had seen the photo and asked if I wanted part-time work sewing custom clothing.
I took the opportunity.
Months later, after improving my skills, I opened a small tailoring shop of my own.
On the wall hung a framed photo from Melissa’s graduation—and inside a glass case, the dress that started everything.
One day Melissa sat on the counter and pointed at it.
“That’s still my favorite dress,” she said.
I smiled.
