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“I’m not sure that car can haul much more than you and me,” Murphy pondered. “We can have this stuff delivered to the cabin.” He picked up a little moose figurine and turned it over to look at the price. “Reasonable,” he muttered.
I rolled my eyes and dropped the red bandana I had admired back on the shelf. “You do know we’re in Eagle River and not Chicago, right, Murphy? I don’t think they have delivery here.” It was just nice they had places to shop and eat. When we drove into town, I was worried we weren’t going to find anywhere to shop.
Eagle River was a small but busy town. It was a tourist city with a long main street lined with various shops and restaurants.
We had already wandered through the hardware store, two jewelry shops, a sweet shop, and we were in the third gift shop. We had yet to find clothes, but I had glimpsed that the next store, Glik’s, would be where I would get what I really wanted.
“You can get whatever you want as long as you pay well,” Murphy muttered.
“Well, you can rest assured I’m not going to need delivery to get everything back to the cabin. I just want a few shirts and a couple of pants. I am fine with wearing some of Ethel and Meg’s stuff.” I hooked my arm through Murphy’s and pulled him to Glik’s.
This wasn’t exactly what I wanted, but it would work. Many of the t-shirts on the wall had either deer, moose, or some type of wildlife on them or Eagle River plastered all over them. There were a few solid-colored shirts with just a small something on them, and I grabbed two.
“You finally find something?” Murphy asked.
“I just need clothes, Murphy. A phone would be nice, too, but I’ve resigned to the fact this can be a break from electronics until I get back home.” Jeans would be good, too, but I knew that might not be a possibility. I had tried on a pair that belonged to Meg and had been disappointed when they fit in the waist, but I did not have a butt like Meg to fill them out.
“Anything I can help you folks find?” a voice called.
I turned and smiled at an older woman heading toward us.
“We’re just looking,” Murphy replied.
“Actually,” I smiled, “Maybe you can help me. I lost my suitcase, and I have no clothes with me for our vacation. Do you have any jeans or underwear?” I know this wasn’t the type of place I normally bought my underwear, but I was hopeful they would have something. “And a bra,” I blurted. I had been wearing one of Meg’s, and once again, she was a wee bit more endowed than I was.
The woman smiled warmly at me. “We have some things, but there isn’t a huge selection. You’re not the first to lose their luggage.” She led me to the far back corner, and I was pleasantly surprised to see a rack in the back with basic clothing.
“Oh, thank god,” I sighed. “No more glitter and sequins.”
The woman laughed. “If you need anything else, just holler. I’ll be up at the register.” She padded away, and Murphy stood next to me.
“We can go somewhere else for clothes, Tatum.”
I glanced up at him and frowned. “Why on earth would we do that? These clothes are fine.”
He fingered a shirt and shook his head. “It’s scratchy.”
I shook my head and riffled through the rack, looking for my size twelve jeans. “You’re bougie, Murphy. There is nothing wrong with these clothes. I want to be comfy, not look like I just stepped off the runway.” I found two pairs of jeans in my size and grabbed them. “I need to try these on. Why don’t you try to find some clothes unless you like wearing Devil’s Knights shirts.” For the second day, Murphy had the Devil’s Knights logo on his chest, and I couldn’t ignore how snuggly they fit him. I didn’t really care what was on the shirt, rather what was under the shirt.
“There isn’t anything in here I want to wear,” he stated.
Oh, was that the case?
“I bet you could make all of these clothes look good, Murphy. I saw a pale orange button-down shirt that would look great on you.”
“Doubtful, baby girl.”
“I feel like you’re challenging me. I bet I can pull together a great outfit for you from only things in this store,” I offered.
Murphy folded his arms over his chest. “You think so?”
I nodded and poked my finger into his chest. “I know so.” This was more of an outfitter for outdoorsy people, but I knew I could find some clothes Murphy would like.
Murphy held his hand out to me. “It’s a bet, baby girl. I need to make a phone call. You have ten minutes to find me clothes you think I will look good in.”
“You look good in anything, Murphy. This is going to be a slam dunk.”
He turned and pointed in the direction of the woman who had helped me. “She’s going to be the judge of that, Tatum. Old Gertie over there doesn’t seem like she is impressed easily.”
