"It's blunt," Rose said, staring at the tip of the needle Welma handed to her.
"It's the only one I could find," Welma said dismissively.
Rose narrowed her eyes and dropped into the seat. She pushed the needle through the dress, and surprisingly, it went through. It was not great, but it would still get the job done, and right now, she didn't have a lot of options.
"Do you have dirty clothes?" Welma suddenly asked.
"What?"
"You heard me," the maid said.
Rose frowned. The maid rubbed her the wrong way. "What do you need my dirty clothes for?"
"You clearly have nothing else to wear if you have to wear a dress with a hole in it and mend it while it's still on your body. I can give your clothes to either Edna or Lily. Don't worry, I'm not doing you a favor."
"Why?" she asked, annoyed. The maid's condescending tone as she offered help irked Rose.
"You're pitiful," Welma said without hesitation.
