I was hanging by a thread. She wanted to sew me back on but kept procrastinating. She opened the door half-way and walked in the store: excuse me sir, how much is that shirt with the floral print?
The salesperson told her the price. She said thank you.
As she turned around to leave, a mean in a shabby brown jacket bumped into her. That’s when I fell down by the door. She left and I bet she didn’t realize I was missing until she got home.

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