Chapter Twenty-Seven

"I thought you were just getting me some basics."

"So did I."

"So what's all this?"

"The basics, according to the girl behind the counter. She was around the same size as you so I told her to get what she thought while I sat on a chair and contemplated not killing myself."

"You don't mean it," I said, smiling at his lingering distress.

"Yes, I do. And you better hope it all fits because I'm not going back.”

I picked the bags up and took them over to the bed, aware of him following me.

"Curious huh?"

"You'd be too if you knew how much I spent."

“My Uncle with pay you back.”

I emptied the first bag, relieved to see two pairs of jeans fall out. One was faded blue, the other dark denim, both hipsters and both the right size. The next bag had three sets of underwear, a white set with inbuilt push-ups and matching boy legs, the same set in black, and a dark red set made of sheer lace with a matching g-string.

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