Chapter 134 Seven: Pia

• How did I end up here? Also, how did I not know about this awesome place? Sure, I've heard of Costco, but I had no idea it was this magical inside. At some point, I'd lost Vincent, but in my defense this place is like a Vegas casino. There are no clocks or windows, so you have no idea how long you've been inside. A person can easily get distracted by fuzzy blankets, flowers, and snacks.
• I circle back around and grab one of the samples I've already had but the nice man either doesn't notice I'm here for a second time or doesn't care. All the people handing out samples are full of smiles. Is this a cult and is this just how they suck you in?
• When we left the deli after eating lunch, I was stuffed, and there was no way I could think about food. That was until we'd gotten to this magical place with yummy smells. I snuck back for another pig in a blanket, but it wasn't a normal, run-of-the-mill pig in a blanket. The blankets were parmesan crusted. How could I only eat one?