Chapter 53
Karl got off the trolley in the main Mercantile District the next morning, only a few feet away from the clothiers he needed to visit later. Several other shops were close by, all of them full of a variety of fabrics and colors and stylish new designs that made his head hurt. Those Ministry of Decorum-approved shops had a steady stream of men and women passing through their doors.
This one was far more traditional and quiet, even predictable. Karl had never gone to any other, not even for events as formal as weddings. He didn't want to get comfortable with someone new and have to make too many decisions for such a difficult day as his nephew's funeral.
He started to walk past and peer into the other windows anyway in case anyone was watching before he realized what he was doi
