The dress-BTTF

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Marty helps Loraine clear out her closet
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   "Marty dear, can you come help me clean out my closet?" Loraine asked

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   "Marty dear, can you come help me clean out my closet?" Loraine asked. He stood up from the couch and walked to this parent's room. He helped her pull boxes and hangers out of the small closet. She saw a box labeled 'high school dance' and she opened it, pulling out a light pink dress that Marty had seen before. Marty took a deep breath, preparing himself for the story he had lived through.

"It's beautiful ma," he said, and she smiled.

"Thank you Marty. This is from the night your father and I first kissed," she said, holding it close to her body, as if she was going to try it on.

"Cool," he said, knowing very well the story behind it.

"There was this boy. Calvin Klein," she said, before looking at her son for an extended period of time. He felt himself getting warm. "He was a strange boy. Appeared out of nowhere and disappeared just as quickly."

"That's strange," Marty said, moving his hands in his pockets nervously. Loraine looked at him and sat down next to him on the bed.

"You know. I always thought you looked a little bit like him," she said. Marty struggled to say anything, and just opened his mouth, then closed it.

"M-must be a coincidence," he replied. Loraine smiled and set her hand in his hair, moving it back.

"Don't worry Marty. Your secrets safe with me," she told him. His eyes widened.

"What do you mean?" He asked. She shook her head lightly.

"How many kids would be drawn to Doc Brown's house, but instead of causing trouble, becomes his assistant? How many kids knew how to play the guitar the moment they picked one up? There were things you did from the day you were born that confused us. And the final blow. The one thing that confirmed it. The carpet fire," she said. Marty innerly slapped himself. Why would he have told them that.

"Umm," he started. "I don't know what to say. Does dad know?"

"I think he figured it out first honey," she said, and he nodded.

"Whoa. That's heavy."
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