"I seem to keep ending up in other people's clothes," Rachel noted out loud, as she picked up a teal blue t-shirt and examined it for size. "Strange. This colour would be pretty on you Zoe," she said, handing the shirt toward her.

Zoe took a step backwards, completely involuntarily. Well, that proved how she felt, at least. "I can't," she said. "Danny, I can't wear her things."