Even at forty Mila's mother still outshone her. Five foot seven, willowy and a face cut right from the pages of a men's magazine. Any copy of GQ would show them what she looked like in lingerie. Mila on the other hand had stopped growing at five foot three inches, had the sort of face people forgot even before they'd stopped looking at it and had gained thirty pounds since her fifteenth birthday, mostly around the hips.
