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Monster flagged down Goatsy again. “We got a change of clothes for my goddaughter? She needs something to wear while her clothes dry.”
Goatsy looked at Shea. “Let me see what I can come up with.” He hustled down the hallway.
“Goddaughter?” She raised an eyebrow.
“I know you blame the club for your mama’s death. But in my mind, you’re still my goddaughter. You and Wendy both.”
Shea let it sink in.
Moments later Goatsy brought Shea a faded Sturgis T-shirt and pair of drawstring sweatpants. “The pants are a bit short on me but they should fit you.”
“Thanks. I should have the pants back to you in a bit. I may need to hang on to the shirt a little longer.”
“Keep ’em long as you need.” He hustled off.
“The dryer still where it used to be?” Shea asked Monster.
“Same place, newer mode
