One last look

I was clearing some of K's old dresses. Most of them were hand-me-downs. There was one that I really liked, which I bought. T'was a pity to have to put it into a pass-it-on-to-someone bag. I had to put it on a small child to admire it once again. He was not too pleased.

"No wan!"























Jumping in protest.























Whines.