“MOOOM!” the reddening girl exclaimed.
“Jordan! I saw how you tore Mindi’s Pull-Up to pieces last night – you need something bigger and I’m trying to figure that out for you. She uses 2T so I bet these ones will stretch to your size much better…”
“You don’t have to shout it for the world to hear though!!” Jordan barked defensively, red from the neck up. If she could’ve melted into a puddle, she would’ve done it.
“Ok then, let’s go.” Heading toward the front, the two made their way to the register carrying the humiliating product.
Without saying a word but giving Jordan a knowing smile, the checker put the pink package in a plastic sack and gave Sally the total. She paid and the two exited – no worse for wear – and surprisingly no drama.
I can’t believe it’s over, Jordan thought, I never want to do that again.
