When Jessey pushed the peas back against her face, she broke the spell. "Are we free to go now?"
"Sure, why not?" My bad." While the youngster rung up his purchases, Charley put everything into the cashier's lane and tapped his foot. Charley was tempted to shove the youngster aside and do it himself because of how slowly he was moving.
Jessey sighed helplessly as he gave them over. Though he couldn't be sure, Charley noticed that her face seemed a bit less flushed than usual. Since red filled every space in his field of vision, any explanation made sense to him. In this light, it was difficult to tell. We need to go to the hospital immediately. What was wrong with him that he didn't think of it earlier? It was the most rational option.
She graciously took back the child's returned peas.
