Mills led Cray into the main dressing room and found the suit on the rack. "Here go put this on so Ise can see how to alter it."
"You want me to change right here?" Cray looked scandalized.
"No there's a screen over there, change behind that. Just wear the pants first though we'll do this a bit at a time."
Mills sat down picking through the thread and needles till she found what she was looking for. Cray came out wearing only the pants, holding them up by the waistband. She blew her hair out of her face and motioned for him to stand on a stool.
"How did these fit?"
"How do you think?"
Mills reached for the pants around the waist and saw that another person could have easily fit in the extra room they afforded. "Ise guess Ise can take them apart at the seams and redo them that way. Hold still Ise got a measure you waist." She took a string and knotted one end then wrapped it around Cray's waist making a second knot at the spot where the two ends met. "Okay youse can go put on the jacked and you own pants. Toss those here when youse out of them." She sat back down and a pair of pants came flying at her.
"There you go."
"Thanks so much. Watch it or Ise make them tight."
She reached for the scissors and began to take apart the seams. Realizing that she had only got one measurement she got ready to turn around when Cray called out. "I am coming out now. This jacket is huge."
Mills couldn't help laughing Cray looked like a little kid playing with his father's good clothes the arms hung down past his wrists and the jacked was too large.
"This is gonna be interesting. Stand up straight." She walked around him. "Ise need to take about 6 inches out of the back and off the shoulders and sleeves. Okay take it off. Ise need to work on this. Take off you pants too Ise forgot some measurements."
"WHAT?! I need to take off my pants?"
"Do youse want this to fit? Well den I need to take some measurements and Ise can't do it with you in pants."
Cray grumbled but grudgingly agreed to it. So after Mills locked the door, he dropped his pants. "Okay this is gonna be embarrassing but wes don't have much of a choice."
"You don't have to do this, I could just work in them pants the way they are."
She glanced up at him, "What and have them round you feet? Ise sure that will just strike fear in the hearts of Medda's customers. Just stand still."
Mills used more yarn to measure Cray's inseam, the length of his leg, and the circumference of his leg. She worked at making this as easy as possible but of course it wasn't. And both breathed a sigh of relief when it was done.
"Kay youse can get dressed now. Ise just sit her and work on this."
"You gonna need help with the other stuff?"
"Youse can sew?"
Cray blushed, "Yeah Kit wasn't the only one that Rose taught last winter."
They sat down across from each other and Mills handed him one of the dresses. "Most of this stuff Ise think just needs some tears mended, any thing more just leave to me. So youse said that youse was taken."
"I did? Oh that…well."
"So youse don't have a goil?"
"No I don't."
"Too bad, youse seem to be a nice guy."
Cray just blushed at that statement, while Mills decided she had said too much. She felt a little uncomfortable and decided she needed fresh air. "Cray Ise need asks Medda about some thing. Ise be back in a sec."
Cray barely looked up from what he was doing, "Okay I'll be right here."
She opened the door and walked out looking for Medda, not seeing where she was going
and nearly collided with Swan. "Woah hold up there Mills. You seen Cray anywhere? I thought I saw him come back here, but I can't find him."
"Cray? Oh he's in there. You seen Medda?" Mills was a bit flustered.
"I'm right here dear." Medda entered from off the stage, "What do you need?"
"Ise wondering the only suit Ise sees was this huge one. It's about two times too big for Crale. Youse wouldn't have some thing else, closer to him would you? Or do youse just want me to cut it down to his size?"
"That big? Oh just cut it down. I am sure you can work wonders with it."
"Thanks Medda, Youse ready to look over your dresses?"
"They're done already?"
"Yep Crale helped me with them."
"Isn't that the sweetest thing."
Medda came in to check on her dresses, most of which were now fixed. The holes were done so well that it was hard to see where the damage had been. She congratulated both Cray and Mills on their fine work and left again. Mills sat and worked on piecing together the suit. Cray had left with Medda but came in to check on Mills regularly bringing her food and something to drink at regular intervals. At around 4 Mills finished the suit and called Cray to come in and try it on. As he came out from behind the screen Mills couldn't help but be proud. It looked good.
"Crale youse look great, how did it fit?"
"Pretty good, not tight any where I must have not made you too angry."
Mills giggled, "Nope well youse better get out there, Medda opens soon."
Mills sat down to pick up a dress that they hadn't gotten too. She hadn't been working long when Jack stuck in his head.
"Mills wes gonna leave now. Youse coming?"
"Nah Ise stick round here, Cray's gonna need some one to walk him back. Ise catch youse guys later."
"Fine Later little goilie."
"Later old man."
"You want me to change right here?" Cray looked scandalized.
"No there's a screen over there, change behind that. Just wear the pants first though we'll do this a bit at a time."
Mills sat down picking through the thread and needles till she found what she was looking for. Cray came out wearing only the pants, holding them up by the waistband. She blew her hair out of her face and motioned for him to stand on a stool.
"How did these fit?"
"How do you think?"
Mills reached for the pants around the waist and saw that another person could have easily fit in the extra room they afforded. "Ise guess Ise can take them apart at the seams and redo them that way. Hold still Ise got a measure you waist." She took a string and knotted one end then wrapped it around Cray's waist making a second knot at the spot where the two ends met. "Okay youse can go put on the jacked and you own pants. Toss those here when youse out of them." She sat back down and a pair of pants came flying at her.
"There you go."
"Thanks so much. Watch it or Ise make them tight."
She reached for the scissors and began to take apart the seams. Realizing that she had only got one measurement she got ready to turn around when Cray called out. "I am coming out now. This jacket is huge."
Mills couldn't help laughing Cray looked like a little kid playing with his father's good clothes the arms hung down past his wrists and the jacked was too large.
"This is gonna be interesting. Stand up straight." She walked around him. "Ise need to take about 6 inches out of the back and off the shoulders and sleeves. Okay take it off. Ise need to work on this. Take off you pants too Ise forgot some measurements."
"WHAT?! I need to take off my pants?"
"Do youse want this to fit? Well den I need to take some measurements and Ise can't do it with you in pants."
Cray grumbled but grudgingly agreed to it. So after Mills locked the door, he dropped his pants. "Okay this is gonna be embarrassing but wes don't have much of a choice."
"You don't have to do this, I could just work in them pants the way they are."
She glanced up at him, "What and have them round you feet? Ise sure that will just strike fear in the hearts of Medda's customers. Just stand still."
Mills used more yarn to measure Cray's inseam, the length of his leg, and the circumference of his leg. She worked at making this as easy as possible but of course it wasn't. And both breathed a sigh of relief when it was done.
"Kay youse can get dressed now. Ise just sit her and work on this."
"You gonna need help with the other stuff?"
"Youse can sew?"
Cray blushed, "Yeah Kit wasn't the only one that Rose taught last winter."
They sat down across from each other and Mills handed him one of the dresses. "Most of this stuff Ise think just needs some tears mended, any thing more just leave to me. So youse said that youse was taken."
"I did? Oh that…well."
"So youse don't have a goil?"
"No I don't."
"Too bad, youse seem to be a nice guy."
Cray just blushed at that statement, while Mills decided she had said too much. She felt a little uncomfortable and decided she needed fresh air. "Cray Ise need asks Medda about some thing. Ise be back in a sec."
Cray barely looked up from what he was doing, "Okay I'll be right here."
She opened the door and walked out looking for Medda, not seeing where she was going
and nearly collided with Swan. "Woah hold up there Mills. You seen Cray anywhere? I thought I saw him come back here, but I can't find him."
"Cray? Oh he's in there. You seen Medda?" Mills was a bit flustered.
"I'm right here dear." Medda entered from off the stage, "What do you need?"
"Ise wondering the only suit Ise sees was this huge one. It's about two times too big for Crale. Youse wouldn't have some thing else, closer to him would you? Or do youse just want me to cut it down to his size?"
"That big? Oh just cut it down. I am sure you can work wonders with it."
"Thanks Medda, Youse ready to look over your dresses?"
"They're done already?"
"Yep Crale helped me with them."
"Isn't that the sweetest thing."
Medda came in to check on her dresses, most of which were now fixed. The holes were done so well that it was hard to see where the damage had been. She congratulated both Cray and Mills on their fine work and left again. Mills sat and worked on piecing together the suit. Cray had left with Medda but came in to check on Mills regularly bringing her food and something to drink at regular intervals. At around 4 Mills finished the suit and called Cray to come in and try it on. As he came out from behind the screen Mills couldn't help but be proud. It looked good.
"Crale youse look great, how did it fit?"
"Pretty good, not tight any where I must have not made you too angry."
Mills giggled, "Nope well youse better get out there, Medda opens soon."
Mills sat down to pick up a dress that they hadn't gotten too. She hadn't been working long when Jack stuck in his head.
"Mills wes gonna leave now. Youse coming?"
"Nah Ise stick round here, Cray's gonna need some one to walk him back. Ise catch youse guys later."
"Fine Later little goilie."
"Later old man."