Fashion Police State
It was about seven fifteen when my father-in-law descended the
staircase, wearing a purple checked short sleeve shirt and dark blue shorts. I
looked up from the story I was reading.
"Josh? Say goodnight to Grandad now."
"Where is he going?"
"He's going to a meeting up at the church, to talk about money, and you'll be
in bed by the time he gets back. So are you going to say goodnight to him?"
Goodnights were said and hugs were exchanged, and Mr Knight headed down the
hall. He'd just reached the front door when Josh turned to me and said "What's
he dressed up as?"
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