Chrissy had her bangs combed back and didn’t wear any makeup today, and she was so pretty — she looked like an old fashioned girl, or rather a yong lady.
And then I gave her my credit card to grab something while I was in another store, and she nervously signed, apologized for the “K” followed by a scribble that is my signature, and the cashier didn’t think twice.
Then we were waited on at another store at the registers by one of her friends from grade school. She feels like she’s really growing up, and she’s right.