Amy

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Something caught my eye on the way in. These are the more distinctly feminine shoes. I find a pair in my size and clutch them to my chest, blushing. Flats, glossy black with straps. Super cute. I’ve always wanted some. Mom is pretty smart. If I show these to her, she might start putting things together. I don’t know if that’s good or bad. Screw it. I really want these shoes. “Danny, I want you to try these on,” she says when I come around the corner again. My voice is quiet when I say, “I want these. They’re on sale.” “Oh, those are nice,” says Mom, and then an instant later I see her realize ...more
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