Yourparents are dead. They are never coming back. You need to grieve."He looked at me with tears welling in his eyes. "I can't be seen to begrieving. ...t's a sign of weakness. I can't show weakness."I gently stroked his cheek. "You can to me."The damn finally broke, tears rolled down his cheeks. I pulled him intoa hug, resting his head on my bosom as he unleashed days of sadness,grief and frustration.Relieved that he was finally confronting his emotions, I started tothink about how we can fight. Smart fabric. The clothes...." Jas stopped. Her vest waslarger. She could almost wrap it around her whole chest now. Her skirtwas longer. Even her panties - more like boy shorts than a tanga. Puffy,too. Warmer."The clothes are alive," she said.Melissa nodded. "Testify." They're self-cleaning and self-repairing," Jas said. "Apparently theyadapt for winter." What do they eat?" I don't know. Dead skin and body hair? I hope I don't have to feed them.Do they take a shit? Do they pee?" That would. More

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