Capítulo 72: Chapter Seventy-Two

"How do I look?" I twirl once for Fawn and Dennis.

Fawn coos, "My my, you look fine Vern." 

Her stress on the word has my ears burning up. 

"How come you never wear these kinds of suits even though you have them?" Fawn interrogates Dennis who has just been standing there with a smile, a smile that disappears at her nagging, "You'd look a lot better than the walking polka dot you usual are."

He groans, "I don't care for this kind of fashion any longer, the kid can have my good stuff...assuming he ever grows into them."

"Hey well this one fits." I chime, looking back at myself in the mirror.

I've got on a fit set, just the topside unfortunately. But looking at the way it fits me nicely, the black suit, shirt and waistcoat, all embroidered with real shillings of gold in flower patterns. I have to say...

I do look fine.