May sat on the dust infested bed in Dean's former room.
She was holding the gown that Dean had gotten her , even though he claimed not to have looked at it before getting it for her , it did not change the fact that no one had ever gotten her a gift before , least especially a dress.
She fingered the material of the dress , her hands running down the smooth contours of the dress , it was so soft .
She could just imagine wearing it , sipping an expensive drink while standing barefoot with her feet in the warm sand .
She had always liked looking at magazines with girls in beautiful dresses and in different places .
Her dream had been to buy a bunch of beautiful dresses and fly on a plane to somewhere where the sea was endless .
She would sleep in a bamboo house with thatched roof at n
