"Cool." I turned to look out the window, and watched the passing houses. Justin fell asleep on the way, and Kevin parked in front of the mall.
"Okay. Now let's go get you two some clothes." I nodded, and picked Justin up, and he cuddled into me. I followed Kevin through the doors, and he grabbed a cart. Justin whimpered in my neck, and I kissed his hair. He held me tighter, and I continued to follow Kevin through all the people. He stopped in front of a children's clothing store, and he held up different shirts and pants for me to approve. Kevin bought Justin 7 outfits, and we gradually made our way through the mall.
"Kevin, I want to thank you. You really didn't have to do this." Kevin turned, and smiled at me.
"You're a good man Nick. I'm happy to help." Kevin was a very strange man. I don't know how he could be that man I first met. The pervert. I shuddered.
"Thank you. I really appreciate everything you're doing for us. Not many people would."
"I know Nick. I just don't want you to think I'm one of those creeps. I know that's what you first thought, and I'm sorry. I'm gradually getting over my problem." Problem?
"Problem?"
"It's very personal."
"I'm sorry." Kevin bought me lots of clothes, and he stocked up on groceries as well. We loaded everything in the back of the Mustang, and we drove back to Kevin's.
"I have a surprise for you."
"Kevin." He doesn't know how horrible I feel because he's doing all this for us! He doesn't even know me!
"Follow me." We left the groceries in the car, along with the clothing, and I followed Kevin into the house. First I put Justin into bed, and Kevin led me to a different room in the house. We passed by that strange room, and I felt a cold chill run down my spine. I need to know what's in there.
"What's that?" I pointed to the door, and Kevin's smile turned into a scowl.
"What lies in that room is none of your concern Nicholas." I apologized quickly, but Kevin didn't show any signs of forgiveness. He led me passed the room, and into the one beside it. The room was painted a fuchsia, with black furniture displayed around the room. I felt tears silence my ability to talk, and then flow freely down my face. How could he know?
"How. . . " I trailed off, gazing around the familiar furnishings.
"We all have our secrets," Kevin crossed his arms and followed my gazes. "And more importantly, we all have our flaws Nicholas."