No Cookies
She held her baby on her hip while her older child sat in the cart she was pushing, still frowning deeply.
She was there to grab the essentials. When her son noticed her passing the cookies without getting any, tears started streaming down his face as loud sobs filled the air. She told him that she would get some next time, but she could feel the tantrum nearing the surface. When she looked up, she noticed the displeased looks that strangers were shooting her way.