“Are they always that bad?” Sam asks.
I shake my head, “They’ve been worse.” I take a deep breath. “I’m okay now. We can get going.”
“We have to wait a moment,” Sam says.
“Why?” I ask.
“The knock. It was a parent asking us not to move while he gets his son’s ball from under the truck,” She says.
“Oh, okay,” I say.
“What was that thing you said to her?” Chris asks Hunter.
“It was a message I left on her phone awhile ago. It calms her down when she’s in that state. We’ll explain more later. Let’s just get this shopping trip over with and we’ll talk about it back at the house,” He says.
Sam nods. She waves at the dad as he walks back to his family and we head to the furniture store. I am relieved that they have a café because I could really use a latte right about now. Something about
