“This does not look like the place where I met you,” Alaric whispered as he suspiciously looked around. After eating breakfast, Erin brought him to the 6th Avenue where they entered another store.
“It isn’t,” Erin said, raising a hand to call one of the men dressed in a uniform of blue collared shirts and khaki pants. “We’re buying you a phone.”
“A phone?” Alaric wondered out loud. He picked up one of the items in display and realized that he had seen one of those before. “Ah, the rectangular object you have!” he exclaimed in excitement.
“Keep it down, will you? People are going to think you’re crazy. I mean, they’re probably right but let’s try to keep it hush hush at least,” Erin said as a salesman approached them. She pointed at one of the phones and gave him her card. “We'll take th
