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The shopkeeper tried to sell one of the hemp garments in her hand, “Although this may look like an ordinary shirt, it’s very sturdy. You should give it a try, you won’t be disappointed.” Yuna didn’t trust the shop owner. She was a queen at bargain shopping back when she had started her business from scratch. She could tell when a shop owner or salesperson was only trying to get the sale for commission purposes. They didn’t care about what the customer was looking for, they only cared about the profit.

I wave until we are out of sight. “First stop, shopping!” She squealed like a little child on Halloween night. “Shopping?” “Yes,” she nodded eagerly. “Retail therapy is the best kind of therapy.” She drove to the mall and went into an everyday wear store. The shopkeepers seemed to know her and seemed glad that she came. “I am shopping with my daughter-in-law,” she declared, and before I could correct her, the attendant pulled me into the shop, showing me everything she thinks I would love. “You don’t have to do this,” I said, trying to escape.

I sign at the bottom, and have somewhere to stay. He shows me around the shop next, and teaches me how to operate the cash register. There isn't a stock room. If it isn't on the shelves then it isn't in stock. Most of what's there is prepackaged groceries, candy, chips, soda, beer, liquor, tobacco, magazines and newspapers, along with a few cheap plastic toys. The top shelf of magazines has a lot of front-cover pictures of naked women, with a few naked men for variety. I feel myself blush, and look away.

I raised an eyebrow at her. "And where would that be?" I asked, curious about her answer. "You'll see." She said confidently. "You'll love it." Connor, Lily and I followed behind her. She practically skipped through the mall. I turned to Lily. "I think she's gone nuts." Lily nodded. "I have no earthly idea where she is going. Trish stopped in front of an opening. I looked at the shop title and noticed that it wasn't a major company. "This place is awesome. The shoes are cute and the prices are cheap." She stepped in and greeted a guy by name. "Hey Nick, how've you been?"

Said Sophia who was now behind Beth. "Hum? I don't have... I just have this one... What color do you have?" Sophia grimaced, "hehe...same!" "What time did you come Sof?" Beth asked. Sophia was the cashier at this shop, but because she is polite and smart...she was given almost the same authority as Beth. "It's half past six!! Shania asked me to yesterday.." Sophia answered in a pitiful tone, making Beth burst out laughing. "It must have been messy yesterday huh...?"

SOPHIA LANGFORD Nothing could be more embarrassing than this!! I bit my lips hard as I watched the shop attendant return all I'd shopped into the trolley to their respective places. First it was me spewing out the truth about my inability to afford a cup and now it's me telling them about a sudden debit which they might not even believe. Cold sweats trickled down my forehead as I dialed the bank manager's official line for the umpteenth time..

she whispers. She keeps reading. Money trails. Company names. Account authorizations. Her name where it shouldn’t be. Signatures that can be made to look real enough to bury her. The more she sees, the paler she gets, but her eyes keep moving like she can’t stop, like some part of her still thinks the truth might change if she reaches the next page fast enough. “This is bullshit,” she says, louder now, looking up at me with something almost wild in her face. “This is a lie. He did this. Adrian did this.”

Kylee paused just inside, giving her eyes a moment to adjust to the dark interior. Shelves filled the entire store like an old library. One had books, but the others had spice jars and herbs and even jewelry. “What kind of store is this?” Price murmured, fingering a rock tied to a black cord on the countertop next to the cash register. “Hello!” A woman wearing a colorful billowing skirt and a scarf around her head greeted them. She flowed down the aisle between bookshelves, a huge smile pasted on her lips. “I’m Madame Humphrey. Welcome to my shop! Can I help you find something?”

“I’m a busy worker, so I don’t really care about the specifics of shoe companies.” “You should learn about the things you wear,” the shopkeeper calmly retorted. “You shouldn’t put just anything on your body. Your skin needs to breathe, so you should wear fine gear from head to toe, sir.” “You know your stuff,” Ryan said, sitting on the couch. “If I offer you a bigger store, you know, a bigger job… Will you take it?” The shopkeeper’s expression shifted. “Did the mall owner send you?” “Which mall owner?”

Once done, we made our way inside the mall and started shopping. I had never gone shopping before, so I was pretty nervous. "So where do you want to go first, baby?" Kenny asked, back to his happy self. I looked at him nervously and said, "I don't know; I've never been shopping before." I whispered the last part, hoping they didn't hear me – well, more whispering to myself. It just dawned on me that I'd never been shopping before, but luck was not on my side, as they all heard me.