“Errrr, 4 Miss.”I put the shoes on the table next to her along with the socks.“These are 5 but the socks are thick and they’ll do for now.”I...dumped the rest of the clothes alongside the shoes and sat down and looked at her. She looked at the pile of clothes and then at me.“It seems to me you have a few options. The clothes are yours whichever option you choose. First you can leave here and continue with your life on the run better off than when you broke in apart from a few stripes on your. "Yes, yes I did. It was over and done with. There was no point shivering about it now. Evan squeezed my hands gently and I knew my tremors had been felt. "Tell you what. Why don't you climb into bed and try to relax? Look, I brought something for you."He walked over to his suitcase and pulled out Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. I couldn't help but smile as he handed me the book."Thank you. I finished the first one the other night." I noticed. I have to head downstairs and talk to some. "But I really don't want to be inside feeling sorry formyself all weekend. I need to get out. But I need clothes. At leastshoes."We made a trip to the thrift store. Prices weren't as low as I'd expected- which mattered because I bought Grant's new outfit. I still feltguilty."How about this?" I'd said, holding up a skirt."How about not," she'd responded. In the end, she found some pants thatalmost fit, some motorcycle boots that almost fit, and a sports bra thatended up fitting somewhat poorly,. They found each other and then they foundthemselves within each other. They wake, each day, aware of each otherand the needs of each other. They find their happiness in each other andneither can conceive of a life alone, now that they are together." When I look at these young lovers before me, I am reminded of the thesong 'Love is a Rose.' I think that is true - love is a rose, but it isa living rose, not one made of silk or nylon. Love is a living thing andit must be nourished and fed every.