#Chapter 12: Spending Spree

“I think what Veronica meant to say was that she’ll bring out our finest bags at once for you to look at,” Mr. Morgan said, making Veronica shrink into herself. “Yes sir, of course, right away,” she hurried towards the back of the store. “Please follow me,” Mr. Morgan said, leading Logan and me to a back corner of the store. It was set up almost like a bridal shop, with mirrors and a tiny stage and seats surrounding the stage. We sat. “Amelia dear, please bring out some champagne for the lovely couple,” Mr. Morgan yelled across the store to the other saleswoman, who jumped to action as soon as the words were out of his mouth. “Oh, no,” I said. “We’re not…” But Mr. Morgan was gone almost as quickly as he had first appeared. Veronica returned with several bags hanging from her arms. She delicately laid them on the counter closest to us. “I never got your name?” She said to me, suddenly all smiles now that she thought I had money. “Hazel,” I fake smiled in return.