Catherine Smith
As soon as I walk through the entrance of the mall with my boys, they are enchanted by the beauty of this place. I felt the same way the first time I entered. My mother is no different. She looks at each store window with wide eyes, taking in the entire structure of this place.
I'm delighted to see them speechless, looking at every corner with eyes full of surprise. I only look away from them when I see the same store where there was a miniature car just like Thomas's. I approach the store and see that the miniature is still there.
I smile as I remember once again how much Thomas loves that car, as it always reminds him of his mother.
I spend a few seconds thinking about how good Thomas has been to me, without asking for anything in return, so I have the idea of buying
