Lacey dressed in a floor length blue dress that made her feel like Cinderella going to the ball. It was strapless and fitted in the bodice and flared out at the skirt and sparkled. She left her hair down but put in hot rollers and let it fall into soft waves and curls over her shoulders. Then she slipped on white shimmery shoes and was ready. In a way, it seemed strange to be dressing up like this just for dinner. In the past, she would have thrown on a dress and called it good enough. But ...