You might have thought that they’d have something, but literally it was all faded, and rotting. However, at the last shop, I stumbled upon what I can only call a miracle. A black, almost new, suit stood on a mannequin in the window. I practically ran to the counter in excitement. I couldn’t let anyone get to this before me. The price added up to about $56 after I added a tie, some socks, and a nice enough pair of dress shoes to the mix. Proudly, I drove home to admire my new …show more content…
The funeral is in a few days. I’ll go, so I don’t look like a possible suspect, if they’re smart enough to find out that it is in fact a murder and not a suicide. All of my murders are the same. They all take pills, they all react the same way. It’s all the same. So you see why I have to leave right? I can’t stay. The moment I met Quinn, my life has been interesting. Fall consisted of coffee, apple cider, pumpkin doughnuts, and awkward get-togethers. I’ve met each of his immediate family members within that time. Now, it’s winter, and I received an invitation to the Pierce’s Christmas Dinner. Apparently, it’s a popular event in this town, and it’s almost mandatory to go when you’re invited--or that’s what I’ve heard. Anyway’s I had no idea what the heck to wear. I mean it was black tie, and all I had is blue jeans and flannels. I guess I could have gone shopping in a nice retail store, but I was also broke. I guess you could say “the struggle was real”. At least that what my teenage neighbors say, and honestly I couldn’t have agreed more. In the end, I think I decided to shop around at discount and thrift stores and hope for a bargain on a nice