Mariam's POV
Anthony cleared up my confusion.
I don’t know why, since we both grew up in the same orphanage, he seemed to have more “street smarts” than I did, and he explained to me what a shopping mall was. Fortunately, we had our mental link, or I would have appeared ignorant in front of our parents. But Anthony's explanation fell short when we entered.
It was impressive.
There were stores of everything, and of all kinds, in one place. My eyes didn’t know where to focus, and Anthony was the one who made me realize I had been standing with my mouth open for over five minutes.
“I swear I had no idea places like this existed. How did you know?” I asked Anthony, still using our mental link.
“I used to sneak out quite often.”
I squinted at him and thought that explained why there were
