He felt an even greater sense of impending doom when he saw his clothes tossed in the trash, the question circling around his head if he would ever see them again. He didn’t see a clothing hamper anywhere and with the fear of what happens when boys misbehave also waving over his head, it shut off any willingness to kick and scream.
“Such a good boy you are!” Ellen cooed as she went to the closet and pulled out the last thing James would have expected; a fuzzy baby blue sleeper with designs of brown teddy bears. She sauntered back over with the infantile piece of clothing, no doubt sparking the question in James’s mind how she could possibly have such a babyish piece of clothing in a size large enough for him.