“And don’t walk too fast,” Mom warns me.
I have to admit that dragging her in quick steps is on purpose. She can easily be tempted by all the glamorous sparkling display windows.
“Okay, I will slow down. But just look, don’t buy.”
A second later, I realized I had just said exactly the same way Mom said it years ago when I was a kid whining and trying to spend more time in a toy store.
We continue our journey along the spotless marble aisles.Browsing shop by shop through their decorated display windows. Letting our eyes have the ultimate enjoyment of luxury things when our pockets cannot afford them.
As we pass a beauty salon, Mom decides to have a manicure and pedicure. I then continue my journey in the mall by alone with no purpose but to kill time. There are another thirty minutes before I meet Dad.
“Where’s your Mom? Dad asks when he sees me approaching him without her.
“Guess what, Dad….?” I give him a big naughty smile. “She has a manicure and pedicure.”
“See….! I told you so!.” Dad is slightly agitated.
“That’s okay, Dad.” I try to calm him down. “Let’s go to a café and have a drink.
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