I don't know how long I had those tiny little toe socks stashed among my clothes. They'd just turned up in the wash one day, obviously forgotten by some previous person. They were far too small for my feet. I guess I just thought eventually I'd find somebody who fit them.
Not exactly like the story of Cinderella and the glass slipper, but R fit the toe socks just the same.
ONE GOOD DEED: Give R a pair of toe socks.
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