bag felt good in my hand, a small re

ly sold out before it even hit the shelves. I' d t

mily dinner at Mark' s parents'

re, having gone straight from som

the usual cacop

t a football game. Patricia, his mo

ther-in-law Kevin' s wif

ng the exact

milar.

ition, hard-to-get

thes, my vacation spots, even my way of speaking sometimes. It was usua

with her usual performative enthusiasm, narrowed for a s

twinsies!" she ch

r bag up ne

? Kevin totally surprised m

ig economy job and lived off hi

ing her body, pushing her hip out,

frame, don' t you think?" she said, not to me, but

er than Mark, and Chloe wa

. "Well, Chloe does h

This wasn' t just a

ck to me, her s

d now, us having the same super exclusi

looked

"since I got mine as a special gift, and you just, like, bought yours... may

"You' re

.. this bag means so much to me.

his feet, looki

ble, "if I have to see it on someone else all the time, especially someone... o

s. The threat hung ther