"Wilson? What's wrong?"
"Um," I started, hating how my voice was shaking. "The dress you bought me is gone. They stole it."
"The one from the other night?"
"Yeah. I'm really sorry. I know it was a lot of money," I said, staring at the empty shoebox. "The heels are gone too."
Georgia took a sharp breath of air and I prepared myself to be berated. "I'm really sorry!" I said quickly, feeling horribly embarrassed.
Tears were starting to form again. "I'll pay you back for them. I really liked them. I really wanted another chance to wear the dress. I'm really sorry you had to waste yur money. I'm really sorry my shitty luck caused you to lose money-"
"Wilson," Georgia interjected when I paused to take a breath. "Calm down."
I shut up because a few tears rolled down my face and I knew if
