Madeline
I rushed after him, questions pruning in my mind about what I just saw, but I knew that he wouldn't answer any of them.
He moved even faster than he did before, it felt like he was running away from what had just happened or, more likely, from the past ghost I saw in his eyes when he looked at the little boy.
We speed-walked for a few more minutes when he stopped in front of a clothing store. From the outside, it looked like an expensive designer kinda store, aka very expensive s**t no one really needs that costs more than it is worth.
"Is there something a bit more generic?"
He turned to me and stared at me as if I had just said something completely crazy.
I rolled my eyes and looked around.
On the other side of the road, there was a small generic clothing store that I
