With her mom at Target

Alexa squirmed as her mom pulled up to the parking lot of the infamous red store with the white logo on the front. They had agreed on a shopping trip to get new clothes for the summer, but Alexa’s biggest concern was that her mom often liked to baby her despite being 22. She would often encourage buying clothes in small sizes and even in younger age groups since they were cheaper and Alexa still fit in them. That wasn’t even factoring that Alexa actually needed diapers which to Alexa’s horror, her mom had discovered just that day. Alexa feared what she would do with that knowledge.

“Come on, Alexa. Let’s go,” Helen Johnson said as she took her hand.

Alexa knew better than to argue as she climbed out of the car, letting her mom pull her along towards the entrance. Helen grabbed a cart by the entrance and pushed along.