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We got to the store and I tried the first pair of shoes I
saw. It was really tight but pretty, so I pretended it fit
me, so he paid for it, and we took it home. I told him it
fit perfectly because I didn’t want him to change his
mind and not buy it. It was called patent leather.
Imagine we walked all those miles to buy these shoes
and brought them home, and I couldn't wear them.
Needless to say, I never got another pair of shoes until I
was about 11 years old. I was blessed with a pair of
hand-me-downs that my mother got from the people she
worked for. It was so big, we had to stuff the toe with
cotton or a rag of some kind.
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