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Hormonal Happenings Volume 2
A woman waddled into the store tonight, leaning on her mother, each step slow and seemingly painful. I hesitantly asked how she was doing. It was sort of a dumb question. The poor thing was enormously pregnant with twins and had outgrown every item of clothing she owned. She proceeded over the course of the next two hours to try on every item of clothing in the store in a desperate attempt to find something to carry her through those last few weeks. She didn't care if it was shorts or a cocktail dress - as long as it fit.
I kept a watchful eye over her dressing room, offering to change sizes every now and then. It became obvious that the amount of items in the room with her was becoming overwhelming. Clothes were piled on the bench and the floor, hung precariously from every available hook and bar, and tossed haphazardly over the door. "Is there anything I can take out for you?" I asked. " Things you know aren't going to work for you?"
"Yes," she groaned. "Two babies!" 9:30 PM - Sep. 20, 2007 - post comment
         
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