This is the story of a four year old boy, (told from his point of view)-who doesn't understand love, or what it means to have a family, or even a friend. He learns that 'you can't always get what you want' , what a family is, and how bad, and or go...
They transferred everything to Brian's house, and it took two days. Brian, Bill, and I went to the store today.
We headed outside, Bill opened the door for Brian cause he was holding me, and Brian put me in my car seat, buckled me in, and shut the door.
Brian got in the front, as Bill started the car, and we were off.
When we got there, Bill parked the car, and since Brian was he closest to me, he took me out.
"So, what's first?" Bill asked as we walked into the mall with Brian holding me.
"Shirts I guess." Brian replied.
"Ok, should we go into this store?" Bill asked.
"Mines well."
We walked in and Bill looked at the tag of my shirt to see what size I was.
"Ok, my baby is a size 4 in shirts, and probably size 3 in pants." Bill said.
"I think he'll be able to fit into size 4 pants. Brian said as he held a pair of shorts up to my waist to see if they were the right size.
"The size 4 looks fine on him." Bill said.
"I agree. Should have asked Keith what size he normally wears, but oh well." Brian said shrugging his shoulders.
Bill picked out 4 pairs of tan shorts, 2 pairs of black shorts, and a pair of gray ones.
"Ok, you think we good on shorts bud?" Bill asked me.
"Yah." I said.
"Long pants Bill?" Brian questioned.
"Right, thanks for reminding me." Bill said as he went to the other side of the mall, and got two pairs of tan ones, and a pair of black ones.
"Ooh, get him a camouflage pair!" Brian shouted.
"Man of fashion over here." Bill said gesturing to Jones with is head.
"He's my little guy." Brian said rolling his eyes.
"Alex, yes? No, on the pants?" Brian asked me silently saying the words: yes, yes, yes so Bill wouldn't hear.
I smiled and nod at him as to say 'yes.'
Brian grabs the pants with an evil grin on his face cause Bill has no clue.
"Ok, shirts." Bill said walking over to the shirt section.
"I'm gonna go get him a pack of socks Bill." Brian said.
"Ok."
"Alex stay here with Bill." Brian told me.
"Yay! Biw!"
Brian walked over and got a pack of socks.
They also decided to get me a new pair of shoes so I would look presentable.
I had to try the shoes on first.
"Let's get him 3 button-down shirts."
"Why?" Brian asked.
"So when he goes to Charlie and Ron's ranches he'll have work clothes." Bill said.
"Ok. Ooh! We should get him little black cowboy boots! That would look adorable." Brian said. (Brian was a man of fashion, the hair, hats, shirts, just look at him!)
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"Wanna get him a cowboy hat to dude?!" Bill said jokingly.
"Why not?"
"You sure are a man of fashion! Oh Keith's gonna wonder what the heck I did to his kid." Bill said.
"Your paying for it!" Bill said again.
Brian smiled, sure enough, he got me a black cowboy hat!
We got the shirts(plaid colored) and black cowboy boots.
"Ooh! Don't forget about what Keith said about the towels and the silk robe." Bill said.
"How could I! All right, let's get him a red robe, and matching towels." Said Brian.
"Sounds good, um we he needs a jacket so he doesn't freeze." Bill said.
They got me a black, water proof, light-weight jacket.
"You think we should get him a swimsuit?" Brian asked.
"Geese Brian, we didn't even adopt him yet, and you wanna get him a swimsuit already!?"
"Y-e-s. why?"
"Never mind Brian. Let's just wait." Bill said as Brian shrugged his shoulders.
"So, so we have everything?" Brian said.
"Think so. He's got socks, pants, shirts, a jacket-pjs!"
"Right, ok Alex off we go again." Said Brian picking me up.
When they found a couple pairs of pjs, they paid for everything, then we left.🏴
