After driving for about an hour we finally reach the mall. It isn't too crowded considering it is still fairly early in the morning. Thankfully it is summer time or else I can't imagine what Mrs. Bea would think about me missing school to go shopping. Even if it is with my foster family.
We unload and Bubbles grabs me by the arm, dragging me to the first store she sees.
"Don't go too far girls," Mrs. Michaelson calls from behind.
"Yes, Mom!" Bubbles shouted back in exasperation.