In her first week at work, Caro struggled to adjust. Even though she quickly stood out as one of the best and most experienced tailors, the environment was far from friendly and warm. Only the machines talked and the owner of the place was an unsmiling, arrogant vixen who demanded nothing but the best and could not give a quarter of it herself. Caro loathed her. The head of the working tailors, of which Caro was one, was a glum woman of very few words and swift hands. She was not harsh, but ...