They weren’t Lees with the wave of stitching on the back pocket that the coolest girls wore. But as I checked out my backside in the mirror on my closet door, I didn’t care.
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They weren’t Lees with the wave of stitching on the back pocket that the coolest girls wore. But as I checked out my backside in the mirror on my closet door, I didn’t care.
I comb through her closet, a history of her body and life before dementia and heart failure.
I’d bought them specially, sought them out, in search of the style you liked.
Two pairs of socks. A knit cap. Fingerless gloves. I am now prepared to step into . . . my living room.