"That's right, Mom, I was forgetting about the graduation party!" Melissa collapses on the couch, her eyes wide.

"But, I haven't forgotten." Dora spoke with a smart smile, “I'm almost done with your dress at the sewing machine. It will be cute, my daughter.”

"If it looks like the mold magazine you showed me, I can be crowned the prom queen!" Melissa maintained that illusion.

"And how are you going to be queen without a king?" Dora remembers it.

Melissa has a jolt, she feels like she's fallen out of the clouds. The mother still doesn't know that Josias ran away from home with only the clothes on. Obviously, Josias...