They wore charcoal-gray suits, with white shirts and maroon four-in-hands. It's a phobia. He did it gently and slowly and let it remain there for some thirty seconds before speaking again, to let the boy assure himself But please don't ask any questions now.
We can't even let him get too unhappy. Besides, I'm a male. At least they were no better than he; no call for them to look at him as though he were some sort of curiosity. Just the other way around.
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