"Um, I might just put my old clothes in my old suitcase and take them to an op-shop, or thrift store, as I think you call them, when we go to town next. Do you have anything you want to add?"
"No. My old rags are best in the bin. Good idea though." She commented.
This way, if she goes snooping for any reason, they won’t get suspicious. I am not stupid in thinking it may take me a day or two to get out of here. But I have to get out!
"Do you happen to know Max at the Garage’s number or where I can get it? I wasn’t able to get an update on my car this morning."
"Oh, of course. No, I don't, but give me a minute," she said, stopping as her eyes glazed over for a moment.
What is it with the glazing over thing? Yes, mine do that when I day-dream or am tired and can’t focus on one thing, but
