"How many?" the lady asked me. I looked at the dresses on hangers in my hands. They were almost dragging my arms down. There had to be at least twenty-five or thirty. Looking her in the eye, I replied, "A lot." It was then that she actually took notice of my dress cornucopia. "Oh," she said, "Well, go ahead." As she put her earbuds back in, I turned around to face my older brother, Jacob.
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