Chapter 14She bought the first shirt and shorts she laid eyes on, ignored the whole question of underwear, grabbed a package of socks, then came to a stop in front of the single set of shelves that qualified as the shoe department. She’d forgotten to ask him what size he wore and couldn’t picture anything but the Beast’s paws.
He was tall, though, and she settled on a size 11. They could stuff the extra socks in the toes if the shoes turned out to be too large.
All the while, she turned over possibilities in her mind, like cards in an unending game of solitaire.
She could explain away the tentacles as belonging to some overfed outsized sea creature from the ocean’s depths. The Beast, too, could have been a bear or wolf, isolated from its pack years ago, wild yet tamed by its long stay i
