19// shopping
"you can't leave me!"
"Baby I'm just over there, okay, don't stress"
"where's over there?"
I laughed at my nervousness
a wad of paper notes in my hands
this was all too familiar
Grayson pointed at
an array of charcoal and dove coloured
suits
"I'm just looking at jackets, baby"
he called over an assistant
"I want you to look after this girl and attain to her every need"
He called me a girl
not a woman
or a lady
or his girlfriend
A girl
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S U I T S (#2)
Short StoryLife consisted of men and lace Then Grayson took Ophelia home Life began to consist of wealth and S U I T S *Sequel to L A C E* ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Best Ranking: #152 in Short Story 19/1/16
