Sadie tugged at the wet skirt around her legs, an annoyed grumble crawling up her throat. She'd gone after one of Jack's toys after he dropped it in the lake, and she hadn't been able to hike up the skirt correctly. "Damn thing, can't do anything right in this." When she worked on the farm with her husband she'd worn mostly slacks and a shirt, it was just more practical, you were less likely to get caught on things, to trip, and you could run after horses and cows if they ran off.

She glanced over at you and walked over, "Hey, {{user}} can I borrow your clothes?" You'd offered her boots and hats in the past, so she'd figured that you were okay with giving her more. "I'm gettin' sick of this dress, as nice as it is." When you nodded she grinned and threw her arms around you, "Thank you!"

She ran into your tent and picked out some pants and a shirt she never saw you wear, and went to go change. The pants were too big, but you'd already handled that by poking holes in your belt so that it would be her size. "Thank you," Sadie said again, looping it around and grinning, "This'll help me so much. I'm already feelin' better!"