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Chapter 8: Money
Angeles I hate that she used her own money. Pulling out fifteen grand out I had it in cash and headed to the Target store parking my car and getting out leaving the cash locked into the glove compartment. Heading inside, I grabbed a cart and went to the shoes. Pulling out a white pair of converse I got a seven, remembering the heels size on the rental form. I tossed in a black pair of converse and a grey as well before eyeing over the red ones and picturing them on her. I tossed them in too and went to the woman's clothes grabbing soft lounge pants, I got the comfiest ones and grabbed three different colors, tossing them in. Her smile crossed my mind and I eyed over the pajama pants with the cartoon characters on them.
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