Ami and Deborah got into her black Crown Vic and Deborah drove to the nearest thrift store. They walked in and looked around.
“I’ve never been to one of these,” said Ami. She looked around at all the racks of clothing and shelves full of used merchandise. She pointed. “Look. A computer graveyard.”
“You never went to a place like this?”
“Nope. My mother taught me to buy new at a department store.”
“Well we got to educate you. Come on look at all this stuff.” Deborah skipped down the aisles to the women’s accessories and started picking up and modeling purses. “Should I go as a bag lady?”
Ami giggled. She picked up a pair of boots. “Oh cool. Hooker boots. I can go to the party dressed as a hooker.”