"Oh...wonderful." They went to the kitchen and ate.
"Joseph?"
"Hm...."
"What are you wearing?"
"This?...Oh it's um...my grandfather's clothes."
"Why are you wearing them?"
"Oh...Um...my friend dared me to."
"Oh...That sucks. Well, you suffered enough. Let's go shopping."
"Shopping?" He whispered to himself. "Oh...but I want more of your grandmother's eggs."
"Come on let's go!" She dragged him to the city's mall.
"Okay...This one...This one....this one....and this one."
"Is this really necessary?"
"Yes. How are you supposed to go to school like this? You look like Charlie Chaplin."
"Hmpf...School?!"
"Yeah. Duh! You are only like what? 16."
"But...Ughh."
"OK this is it. How is it?"
"Uncomfortable. Do all of you guys wear this?"
"Yeah...where have you been?"
"Far far away from here."
"Oh...are you going back?"
"Of course."
"Oh..."
Joseph
