'Lina?' Pete muttered as his eyes continued to trail after her till she walked out of the store and completely out of sight.
"Uncle Pete," a small voice called, snapping him out of his thoughts, and he looked down to find two pairs of her eyes staring at him.
"Over there," Madeline tipped her chin towards the counter, and Pete raised his gaze to see the cash attendant waiting for him.
"I'm sorry," He apologized and started offloading what he had in his cart on the counter, but his eyes kept darting toward the store entrance.
"That would be 550, sir." The girl over the counter announced, redirecting Pete's attention to her, and he hastily fished out his card.
He hurried towards the door, frantically darting his eyes around in search of her.
"Uncle Pete, are you looking for someone?" Max inquired, his big blue eyes curiously staring at Pete.
"Uhm, not really, champ," Pete answered, his head still swiveling around, and Madeline snorted.
