Chapter 36 Kieran

• I walked into the store and was overwhelmed by the number of displays for anything and everything. I wasn’t accustomed to shopping in such a place, so I had to rely on the signs hanging from the ceiling to help me find what I was looking for.
• Once I got to the women’s department there were so many things to choose from, I wasn’t sure where to begin and I started wandering through the displays. When I found a rack of t-shirts with snarky sayings on them, I decided that they were perfectly Frannie and picked two. Then I found a rack with sweatpants and played it safe by getting one black, and one navy. Now when I say I was totally lost with the undergarments, that was putting it mildly. How many ways does a woman need to cover a man’s favorite goodies? My saving grace was a rack that had sports bra/ thong combo packs, so I grabbed the four that matched the clothing items I had already picked.
• This shit is insane, and I just want to get out of here. Note to self; Frannie needs a car and her own copy of the pack credit card once we get home. I’m not doing this again. If the shopping itself hadn’t been enough of a trauma, there was only one checkout lane, and I was stuck in line behind a woman whose screaming pup had an extremely foul odor. After paying for my purchase, I quickly walked to the exit then sprinted for my car. I love Frannie but I have found one thing I would rather not do again for her.