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Chapter 1--The Costume, page 2With a sigh, Abby slams the shopping bag from the party store on the table.Chapter 1--The Costume, page 2 by IcyPandaGirl
"No, Myin, this is your costume for Halloween. I'm not helping you make it."
"Why would I need to make a costume when they already make ones that are already made?" chuckled Myin in disbelief. "They look better, and won't split at the seams like that mother Mary costume that oh, so gracefully exposed you one patch at a time at that senior-year Christmas play last year. Ha, I knew that I'd have a suckish costume as soon as Mom said that you were going to buy my costume while she was going to the laundromat!"
"Hehe," Abby blushes at the image of that embarrassing moment from that ever so polite reminder. "First, those costumes are extremely mature for your age, and most everyone will probably be wearing them. Do you really want to run into someone wearing the same costume? Besides, what's in this bag was only about eight bucks, not eighty, like what you're spe