“You must like it up there.” Joseph said with a bit of amusement in his tone. Doris carefully stepped off the dresser and smoothed out her clothes with as much dignity as she could muster under his gaze.

“It’s quite a view.” Doris cleared her throat. “Did you forget something?”

“Oh—“ Joseph held out a stack of clothes. “Sorry this took so long for them to be brought to you. I thought you’d like to change out of the ruined ones you came in with.”

Doris accepted the stack and brushed her fingers over the soft fabric. “Thank you, that’s very kind.”

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