SARAH
Our eyes darted to Henry who must have heard our last two conversations. He was clapping his hands as he crossed over to the front of us.
“Hope I'm getting some shopping too for quitting?” He asked. His face looked so serious, but we were very certain he was telling a joke.
“Come on baby, let’s all go since it's Sarah’s graduation. Remember we are spending the last moments with her.” Nora suggested, pulling Henry’s hands to herself.
“Last moments sound weird, not like I'm dying.” I corrected her. One would think I have some medical issues and a numbered days to live.
Henry, whose arms were still being pulled by his wife, raised his other hands and surrendered to the air. “Ok, not like I was getting another option too.”
And just like that, a family shopping had just been fixed,
