My mother was taciturn when we went to the Pet Store. It was a large and expensive purchase, buying everything I'd made a list of for the cats. The sales clerk was very impressed with how prepared I was, though. Maybe it was just because of how much money I was spending there. Or at least I intended to spend because my mother once paid for the purchase.
"Mom, I had enough to pay for this," I said frustratedly as we pushed the two carts to the van.
"Your father and I will not always be able to help you, Sage, so please let us do so when we can," Mom said.
Cryptic, much?
"Where would you like to go for lunch?" Mom asked.
"Would you like to go to The Meeting Grounds? Or The Dining Hub?" I inquired.
"I was hoping you wouldn't mind going to the city with me. I've realized there are a few
