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He returned when I was finishing the last of my grapes, I had waited patiently for him, so we would feed the grapes to each other, but he was taking too long, and they looked so good, I could not wait any longer, I had to eat them.

In his hands were my clothes, different styles but one theme, formal, he dropped the three clothes on the bed, spreading them out, staring hard at them