Come To Mommy
“No,” Melissa cried as she ran toward the store door. “Come here, Hailey,” she beckoned. “Come to mommy.”
A grinning Hailey waved at her, dancing around in her pink dress. The ugly look that everyone was giving Melissa earlier had morphed into smiles.
“Come to me,” Melissa called. Hailey ran to her, but the store alarm screeched as she passed the door.