Chapter 64 The concert of three I

“So, how do we make the grand entrance?” Mariama asked. “Imagine being the only ones to brace the red carpet, take all the pictures and be the ones in the media for the big concert?” Lizabeth laughed. They were all in the same room, sharing the space and the mirror, and talking their lady folk kind of thing out in the room. Nancy was forcing an earring on her ear, and Lizabeth was just staring into the mirror. “That is if there would be any red carpet.” Nancy squeezed words out of her already occupied attention. “We might ruin that, too.” Lizabeth laughed even louder. She seemed more focused on her face which had grown three times younger and more beautiful than it ever was some years back, but her ears were wide open to hear words that would amuse her and make her life like a piece of barbarian relic. “Of course, there should be a red carpet.” Mariama said. “We already paid for anything, and trust me, I’ll sue for refund if she doesn’t end up thrilling us in that damn hall.” Onc