A Shopping Tale
Though my heart pounded, I maintained a composed facade as I eased into the next part of my story. “I stumbled upon something rather intriguing while shopping the other day,” I said, letting the suspense linger just long enough. It worked—they were captivated. I offered a subtle, knowing smile, feeding their curiosity with silence. Vince’s gaze remained fixed, but a faint shift in his expression betrayed a flicker of unease, as if he was beginning to sense that something wasn’t quite right.
A Shopping Tale
Vince’s Clueless Grin
Vince paused mid-sip, a lopsided grin playing on his lips, clearly amused rather than concerned—proof he hadn’t connected the dots yet. His eyes swept the room, soaking in the family’s smiles and laughter, convinced this was just another lighthearted tale. Around us, everyone leaned in with growing interest, eager to hear more. I stayed composed on the outside, but inside, my thoughts raced ahead, bracing for the moment everything would shift.
Vince’s Clueless Grin
