AMELIA

"And what the hell do you think you are doing?" I yelled as the salesman handed Lucy a pen to sign the papers.

He looked up in surprise. "As you can see, I'm attending to a customer. So just hold on, and I will be right with you after I'm done attending to her."

He came to stand beside Lucy and pointed at a dotted line on which she would sign.

"Oh no, you don't!" I hissed. I stalked forward, snatched the documents away, and flung it to the floor.

Lucy sprang to ...