Two pick one

Every second felt like an eternity, but soon enough, Jenny returned, holding two new swimsuits.

"Alright!" she said brightly, holding them up for his mother to see. "These are size XXS—should fit your son much better!"

One was black with orange stripes on the sides. The other was solid violet.

His mother studied them, then turned to Glenn. "Come here."

Glenn walked over stiffly, dreading what was coming next.

Jenny held both suits out. "Pick one."

Glenn hesitated before pointing at the black one with orange stripes.

"Great choice!" Jenny said with a wink. "Now, go try it on and come back here."

Glenn opened his mouth to protest. "I don’t think that’s necessary—"

His mother’s eyes flicked toward him, sharp and warning.

Glenn knew exactly what that meant.

Without another word, he grabbed the new swimsuit and hurried back to the changing rooms.