“Mum I want that one, the lime green one with gems.” Hi, I’m Heidi. I’m looking for a bag, mine’s broken.
“Oh and mum can I go to the swimming pool?”
Mum answered with, “What one?” drowsily.
“The one with the cat logo.”
She replied with yes, saying it like a snail crossing the road while she lifted that lime green bag. She was hiding anger, swooshing money in my face, whispering in anger, “I’m NOT made of MONEY!”