Luna’s POV
We’ve been to five stores, and nothing has seemed quite right for me to get for Brandy and the baby. Beth, who was full of energy an hour ago, is now trailing listlessly beside me, sighing heavily. The initial excitement of our shopping trip has morphed into a heavy, stagnant boredom, though she’s trying not to show it as we continue our search.
I’m about ready to call it quits and take her home. I could come back tomorrow on my own after Ashton finishes practice . . . well, if he even makes it home before the mall closes . . . he’s out all day today . . .
We walk down the bright, polished marble walkway, passing a boutique filled with sleek designer men’s wear priced at a level that would make me inhale sharply if I ever stepped foot inside. I open my mouth to ask Beth if sh
