The lady boss came out from the inner room, hugging a big roll of fabric: "Is this the color you want?"
Anna Jadwin held it up to the sunlight to examine it. Satisfied, she took some.
Wayne Bailey, carrying a shopping bag, stood behind her, watching her every move.
Born with a silver spoon, he had never known the joy and excitement common kids felt when they bought clothes.
But now, he has tasted it.
He was so impatient that he wanted to take a shower, get dressed, and wear it right away—"
Anna Jadwin wandered around the fabric market with Wayne Bailey trailing behind her, taking the bags of stuff she had picked out.
Every time she would ask his opinion, and he would simply say yes.
Anna Jadwin had no choice but to make the decisions on her own.
"Wayne Bailey, if you're tired, why don't you go sit in the waiting area over there and wait for me?" Anna Jadwin turned around and walked right into his tall figure, which was always looming over her.