At The Store
When they got to the Target, she turned around to look at her older son. He was sporting a deep frown on his pouty face.
Usually, this would lead to a tantrum and she wasn’t ready for that. He tightly folded his arms across his chest as his breathing became heavier. This wouldn’t take too long, she just needed to get a few items. She took her boys with her and got a shopping cart before entering the store.