It wasn't about the fabric. It was about finding someone who refused to let the world make them hard. She was his dream girl, yes. But more importantly, she was the girl who taught him how to walk softly through a loud world.
"Dreamgirlsinsocks," she said one evening, slurping a slushie on the roof of Elias’s apartment building. They were watching the city lights flicker on. dreamgirlsinsocks