Clyde finally turned to look at her. "What's wrong?"
Several sales clerks from the baby store also turned to Hannah.
Their enthusiastic introductions were interrupted as they all looked at her in perfect unison, like meerkats sensing danger.
Hannah suddenly felt embarrassed. She leaned closer to Clyde's ear. "Buying baby clothes and bottles is one thing, but why so many strollers? Your mentor's daughter is only three months old. She can't even use these!"
"They'll be useful eventually." Clyde gazed at the pale yellow stroller. "It's not too expensive. Let's just buy one."
Hannah was speechless.
He had already bought six strollers.
She felt like a stern judge declaring, "No more purchases. Let it go."
"Alright." Clyde reluctantly loosened his grip on the stroller, looking disappoint
