Ever since I was little my parent's friend, Shane has been around. I always had a little crush on him and it became a joke that he was my future husband. Years later the joke still lives on. We pick and poke at each other all the time, so when he handed me his bibs to fix he knew he'd be getting something. Especially after hearing and seeing the glove repair. Being his gutsy self he left them in my care and told me if I fixed them he'd even give me a sort of payment. No, it wasn't for my hand in marriage... but monetary. Kind of bittersweet. Anyways, after fixing the zipper I gave him a little somethin' somethin' to remember me by. Now I'll always be close to his heart.
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