Christmas Shopping
Carl's friend opens his shop on Christmas, he's buying Cathy clothes
At one o’clock, we pulled up in front of Floyd’s shop. He has a variety of clothes from the thrift side to those on consignment. Most of his stock is quite nice. When we walked in, Floyd gave Cathy a funny look. “My Christmas present,” I smiled and squeezed Cathy. “Floyd, meet Cathy,” I said proudly. “Carl, she needs my help. The sweats and size twelve tennis shoes just ain’t getting it,” “Cathy, look through the clothes...