Annie pushed aside the hangers with the ugly black dresses, looking for something she thought Paige would like. It would be suicide to purchase something for her teenager without at least snapping a pic and sending it to the girl. Paige would be asleep for a few hours yet, and Annie did like having a surprise for her daughter’s birthday.
The older Paige got, though, the harder it was to surprise her with anything but cash. Even then, Annie often felt like the amount wasn’t significant enough. Her mind wandered as she turned away from the dresses and started looking at the sweaters. Bri loved those, and with winter descending upon the Atlantic Northeast, everyone in the family could use another sweater.
Annie saw one she liked, and she rifled through the stack for the right size. If she l
