The Woman From Hell

I looked into the shop window. The mannequin was wearing a turquoise dress and holding onto the hand of the male mannequin next to it. The scene was exactly the same as when I had accompanied Theo to

various banquets.

"Munchkin, this is a formal dress. I can't wear it daily," I explained patiently.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I think you'll look good in this dress," said Munchkin in a childlike voice.

I could not bear to refuse him again, yet looking at the dress in the shop window, I did not know when I would be able to wear it if I got it.

"Also, I think the suit at the side is good. Daddy will look very handsome in it."

The little guy leaned his head forward to appreciate it carefully, but I was a little overwhelmed by his words.

"Munchkin, why don't we come back another day? Since you want to buy this suit, we have to find a time when your daddy is here and have him try it on." I made an excuse to leave.

The little guy frowned. "But what if someone else already buys the dress the next time we come back?"

little guy looked at me

you go and try it. It's a big deal. Let's call Daddy and ask

I froze in place.

measurements. I had

before, so I had already memorized

to explain the situation

try on your clothes.

lot of weight recently. I might not be able to fit into this dress at all." "No, no." The little guy began behaving shamelessly, making a fuss in his wheelchair. "I only want this one. Only

did not even say much, but his

I crouched in front of him and asked patiently," Munchkin, what's the matter with

had never behaved so shamelessly when he asked me for something. What

not answer me at first and just looked at me timidly. I

him. After a while,

little surprised, but I quickly restrained my emotions and forced out a smile.