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“Could you take that for me. kiddo?” Terry briefly pointed at the slices of ham. Katie nodded, taking the pack and placing in the trolley. “Thanks.” Terry smiles slightly. Then turns to his wife calling, “Sam? Sam?!”
Janice looked around panickedly, “Samantha?!” She struggled to breath. “Woah, woah. Jan, calm down.” Terry walked over to his wife and held her shoulders. Janice calmed down and sighed, “Where’s Sam?!” She looked up at Terry, who was looking around with a worried expression.
“I’m right here.”
They turned at the same time and saw six-year-old Sam staring up at them with something white and red in her hands.
“Oh my god, Sam. You need to stop running off like that.” Janice walked to Sam and kneeled in front of her, eyeing the thing in her hands. “Sam, what’s that?” Janice tried to open her hands, but she wouldn’t budge. Sam opened her arms. A white duck decorated with a green ribbon and red bow.
“Sam, where did you get that? You should put it back.” Janice said.
“No! It’s my Christmas Duck! And he’s coming home with us!” Sam backed away.
“Put it back, Samantha.” Terry sounded more like his father now.
“No, no! My Christmas Duck!”
At this moment, Katie prided herself for being older and more “mature”. She was nine years old that time, and way more intelligent and talented than Sam. It was always like that. A sibling yin-yang thing, y’know? TV Tropes?
“We should get it for her, Terry. It’s only $5.99.” Janice looked up and got back onto her feet.
Terry crossed his arms and looked down at his daughter. “Dad? Pretty please?” Sam tried pulling the puppy eyes that her sister was always good at.
Terry sighed and dropped his arms to his sides. “Fine.” He smiles as Sam jumps happily around. It was a similar reaction that Terry had when he was eight, where his parents let him buy a pack of glitter markers that he still actually has to this day. He doesn’t tell the girls though, they would be all over his head.
Sam climbed into the trolley and sat in it, after pushing away all the stuff of course. She sat down and put the duck on her lap.
Katie smiles at the memory, setting the Christmas Duck next to the open lamp and grabbed the spare keys.