I broke down laughing like a madman. Okay. Revision. Catherine and her father had more in common than just the hair. Bert stared at me until I regained my composure, and we headed to the checkout line.
“Hi!” The lady at the checkout line greeted us. “Did you find everything you were looking for?”
“We did,” Bert said. “Thank you.”
“Fantastic! Do you have a membership car-?”
“BUT I WANT BOTH!” A high pitched wail drowned out the wonderfully mundane prattle. “IT’S NOT FAIR! I WANT BOTH!” Behind us, a kid; four or five, maybe…six tops; was having a classic grocery store meltdown. In his fists he clenched onto two different types of impulse buy candy.