The grocery store was crowded even though it was a Tuesday evening. Deidre pushed her way through the long lines that stretched back from the registers.
“Mommy, go home?” her son asked from the seat of the cart. “No Jake, Mommy forgot to get bread and milk this morning, we’ve got to get some for Daddy. It won’t take long.”
“Wanna go home,” he whined. She stopped for a moment, reached into her bag and pulled out a small book.