Chapter 17
Leonard's POV:
After throwing away that woman's pile of crap, I was in a much better mood, and after probably reading today's paper, I commented, "Not much fun, but that stock was a good buy."
Arthur didn't care for that: "Will she like the dresses?"
My eyes scraped across the checkroom door, "Better than her pile of junk."
Arthur agreed, "That's true, I can't even see the shape of those dresses, they're torn and worn."
Indeed, I commented again, "The black dress is nice, that one I think suits her."
Arthur and I discussed it for a while, and although I thought we were both really weird afterwards, luckily it was a chat between me and my wolf, all in my head, and no one could hear it.
After a while, she and Anna came out of there, Anna not staying in my room much longer
