Mom usually wears conservative one piece swimsuits while we're on vacation but the suit she packed mysteriously disappeared. Now she has to wear this because it's the only thing the resort store had in her size.
After driving mom to the fifth clothing store in a row I say I'm bored of shopping. Mom decides to give me a little bribe. "You can only look at them for five seconds" Mom says. "And then you have to drive me to another mall. Deal?"
Mom calls me into the department store changing room to ask my opinion on a pair of jeans and tshirt. "Why do you keep looking at the tshirt," she asks. "Does the colour not suit me?"
