Three days later…
True to their original promise, Flint actually invited Ellen on a vacation to Switzerland. Before leaving for the airport, Ellen was still busy packing her things, even though she had already paid for them two days ago.
Watching Ellen walk back and forth, grabbing some clothes from the walk-in closet and stuffing them into her suitcase, Flint couldn't help but laugh and shake his head. He hadn't expected Ellen to have such a unique habit, one he'd rarely seen before. She'd always checked her suitcase repeatedly, even though she really hadn't left anything behind.
"Ellen, didn't you already put ten pairs of pants in your suitcase? Why are you putting them in again?"
Ellen looked down and scratched her head. "I was afraid my pants wouldn't fit."
Flint rolled his eyes. "Ten pairs of pants should be enough. You can wear mine if you need to."
Ellen glanced at the clock for a moment. "Gosh! I've been packing for too long."
