I Made My Prom Dress From My Dad's Army Uniform in His Honor – My Stepmom Teased Me Until a Military Officer Knocked on the Door and Handed Her a Note That Made Her Face Turn Pale

I decided I'd wear his uniform to prom.

One Saturday afternoon, I was hunched over my desk, thread in my mouth and Dad's jacket spread out in front of me, when my door flew open.

Jen barged in without so much as a knock, arms overflowing with pastel dresses and tangled straps.

I startled, yanking the blanket over my project so fast I nearly sent the sewing box flying.

"Careful, Jen!"

She cocked an eyebrow, peering at the lumpy shape beneath the blanket. "What are you hiding, Cinderella?" Her lips curled in a smirk as she dropped the armful of dresses right onto my feet.