A few weeks before we left Pennsylvania, my mother called me up and said “As soon as you arrive, we’re going to this shoe store. I found the perfect pair of shoes for you.’ She went on to try and describe the shoes to me and to tell me how much I would love them. I laughed it off. My mother and I have very different taste. My mother is a very conservative preacher who wears suits on Sundays and skirts past her knees the rest of the week. My style is, um, eclectic. The funkier the better.
It seemed that my mother was calling me every other day about these shoes. Should she just buy them for me or wait until I saw them? What if they were all gone before I arrived?
The day after I arrived, we headed for the shoe store. My mother was positively giddy. We found the shoes Omg! Momma done good! but, sadly, they didn’t have them in my size. So we left the store and wandered around a bit then decided to go back to the shoe store. My mother asked the salesperson if they might have my size in the back. They did, she bought, I have.
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