He asks about her pull-ups

Jake raised an eyebrow, glancing between them. “Soo… does this mean you’re, like… wearing those now?” He nodded toward the pull-ups still clutched in Sara’s hands.

Sara’s entire body locked up.

Lisa giggled. “Oh, not yet! But soon enough! It’s all part of the process.”

Jake’s lips twitched, like he wasn’t sure if he should laugh. “Huh. Well, uh… I guess good luck with that.”

Sara wanted to scream.

She couldn’t tell if Jake was being polite or if he secretly found this hilarious. Either way, this was officially the worst day of her life.

Lisa patted Sara’s back. “Come on, sweetheart, let’s get home and try on your new school clothes!”

Sara didn’t dare look at Jake again. She just stormed past him, shoving the pull-ups deep into one of the bags, praying he’d forget this entire encounter.

But she had a sinking feeling he wouldn’t.

And the next time she saw him… it might be even worse.