He put on his sunglasses to hide his state from El Gorro. He handed Billy the sunglasses that he had thrown down earlier, “I know that it was hard for you, the day you fell.”īilly’s fabric welled with tears. I know how much you like to wear them,” El Gorro smiled. You don't have to talk if you don't want to. You know that right?” El Gorro asked.īilly looked away with a mournful expression on his face. It was silent for a moment, until El Gorro broke the uneasy tension, “Are you feeling alright?” El Gorro reached the top of the coat rack and sat next to Billy. He felt feelings of friendship towards Los Guantes and El Abrigo but when he saw El Gorro, he was filled with a different feeling. They welcomed him with open arms, at least El Abrigo did. After departing from Las Botas, he became more friendly with the other clothes. I was wondering if we could talk.”īilly watched El Gorro climb the coat rack. “Who is it?” He replied, sorrow in his voice. “Billy?” A voice called out from below him. He removed his sunglasses from atop his head and threw them onto the ground. He wanted to hold them close one last time, to feel their soft but firm fabric against his own knitted one. Next to the door, Billy sat alone.Įver since he met las botas, he could only imagine a life with them. The tall man’s footsteps could be heard echo throughout the empty home. They could be seen from inside the toasty home of a lonely man. Snowflakes fluttered to the ground from above.
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