Eileen walks down a street wrapped in a white cape. It's the cape she bought not long before she was admitted to the hospital, when she her Terri take her shopping. 'There's this fabulous little consignment store. You've got to see it,' Terri had prattled. 'Good quality stuff and cheap. They have some dresses and suits I think yer gonna like. You've got to get some new clothes, ya know No one can find you in the old ones and you can't wear that one skirt and pair of pants that fit you forever.'
Crate, Joan, Going Back, Kunapipi, 16(1), 1994.