“You done?” Dominic asks, trying to change the topic and uplift my mood.

His question takes my attention back to the shopping cart in my hand. I just got a herbal tea. That’s it.

I remember when I used to come with my mom. I’d stack it up with different thingss. We’d spend hours in the grocery store. It was our favorite activity.

Dad would wait all day in home. He’d straight up refuse to come with us.

But now that’s all gone.

“Yeah.” I mutter halfheartedly. I don’t ...