Early the next morning after breakfast, Claire pulled me out shopping.

“Go into the store first, let me park the car. I will follow in after you!”. Claire said when we reached the supposed boutique we were going to shop for.

I got out of the car and stared at the boutique. Just from the exterior of the boutique, I know that they sell expensive designer clothes. I expect the Cage’s to shop in places like this seeing how rich and loaded they are. Normally I would have complained about ...