Chapter 95

• It hadn’t occurred to me that maybe she wasn’t wearing the huge t-shirts, combats and oversized hoodies entirely out of choice. “You’re right, that’s out of order, but we get so used to it we often accept it,” I said.
• She didn’t respond and she walked on ahead of me out of the store, but, well, she’d spoken to me properly – and that was a win.
• A while later, we were heading to the elevators on our way out, and a big group of teens spilled out of Baskin-Robbins right in front of us. There were five or six girls, all in cute little dresses or shorts and Converse, and a couple of guys.