Coffin of Hope

Chapter Thirty Four

Sola looked around the store in awe. She'd never been shopping before.

Marcy brought her to a rack with tiny dresses. "Do you like these?"

Sola stared at her. Someone was asking her opinion? She shook her head.

Marcy went to another rack. "What about these?"

Sola put her head on Marcy's shoulder and pointed.

Marcy went to where she was pointing and picked up a hanger. "You want this?"

Sola nodded.

Marcy checked the tag and saw it was too big for her so she put it back and searched for a 2T.

Mal walked up with some tights. "Does she like these?"

Marcy turned and jostled Sola. "Do you like those?"

Sola nodded.

"She does."

Mal pinched the two year old's cheek. "You got her a dress?"

"She likes this one." Marcy shrugged. "But this has to go faster. We don't have much time."

"She needs a snowsuit."

Marcy frowned. "Where are the twins?"

Mal looked down then around. He looked up, panicked.

"Find my kids." She jabbed a finger at him.

He jogged off.

Sola giggled.

Marcy looked at her. "So you do understand English."

Sola reached out for the dress.

Marcy gave it to her and began taking down different dresses.

Sola didn't react until Marcy picked up a pink dress. She sat up and pushed the dress away.

"What?" Marcy tried to hold onto her. "You don't like this style or the color?"

Sola swung her arm, trying to get Marcy to drop the dress.

Marcy put it back. "You stop all that."

Sola glared at her.

"I don't care." And Marcy didn't. She picked up another dress.

Sola frowned. She began pushing at Marcy, wanting to get down.

Marcy readjusted her in her arms. "Are you trying to get beat up? Sit still before you get a spanking."

Sola blinked, shocked.

Marcy went to where the winter boots were displayed and picked up a black pair with fur lining. "Do you like these?"

Sola was terribly confused. She eyed Marcy fearfully but nodded.

Marcy took her to a seat and sat her down. She threw the dresses next to her and bent to switch her shoes.

The boots fit with a bit of room for Sola's feet to grow.

Marcy nodded and switched the shoes again. She picked up Sola and the items.

Mal walked over with the twins.

Marcy gave him a look.

He grimaced. "I found her a snow suit."

"She needs a coat."

He craned his neck, searching for more outerwear. "There."

Marcy turned and walked to where he was looking. She went through the racks. "Which one do you want?"