Shades of Deception

Astrid

“Once again, Princess. This is eggshell. This is ecru. There’s a difference,” Mrs. Trudy says, holding the napkins half an inch from my nose.

“Really?” I reply, wide-eyed. “Now, you say this one is eggshell and this one is ecru? Maybe we should go back to the alabaster or the ivory…”

Mrs. Trudy, who I have dubbed ‘Mrs. Snooty’ in my head, turned so angry red she was almost purple. “We alrea