Sweet Exchange

The shirts were plain black. They sat in her hands without shine. They blended in and drew no attention.

Callum looked surprised. He took one from her and brushed his thumb across the fabric. It felt cold, soft, and clean against his skin.

He said with a warm smile, "This feels amazing. I am keeping it. Grandma will be grateful too."

Sadie turned her eyes away. She said, "I am just returning the f