cart to mentally add up the contents. The jeans were pricier than I would have liked at six dollars a pop, but I knew they were a necessity. Thankfully, his shirts and pajamas were only two bucks apiece. His winter parka was the biggest bargain for ten bucks, taking his total up to sixty three dollars. With that number in mind, I headed over to the teen section for myself.
The selection of jeans in my size was decent, and I was surprised they were two bucks cheaper than Kevin’s. Long-sleeved shirts were another story, though. I could only find three that would work, and they were twice as expensive as Kevin’s. I couldn’t really make sense of the store’s pricing, but I guess it didn’t matter, it is what it is. Giving up on the shirts in frustration, I headed toward the jackets, hoping to find something nice. I found a pretty pink parka and several hooded sweatshirts that were super cheap. The hoodies gave me another idea to look at the selection of regular t-shirts. Finally I scored, finding a dozen shirts to wear under the hoodies, all bargain priced at only a dollar. I also threw a few pairs of long johns into the buggy for myself, including a set that was a pretty light pink and another in lavender. The one place I drew the line was getting a used bra, knowing I could make do for a while with the two I had. Adding up the total for my stuff with Kevin’s, I was relieved we were only at one hundred-twenty dollars. I was hopeful Lucinda would stick to her promise and let Kevin get a couple non-clothing items and maybe some books for myself. I pushed my cart to the back of the store where they stocked the books and happily lost track of time, thumbing through their selection. One good thing about thrift stores was that they always had a ton of books and at only a quarter a piece, I soon had a large stack on the floor beside me.
“Katelyn, where’s Kevin?” Lucinda asked, suddenly standing over me.
“Over by the toys, why?”
“I was gonna go find him some clothes,” she said, sounding motherly for once.
“Oh, I found some for him,” I said.
“Oh, thank goodness. I’m ready to leave this store. Did you find any books?”
“Yeah, I picked out twenty. Is that okay? It’ll only be five dollars.”
“That’s fine,” she said generously.
“Thanks Mom. My clothes and Kevin’s equal one-twenty, with my books, it’s one-twenty-five. I know Kevin is looking for a backpack and maybe a toy,” I said, trying to give her a rough idea of the money situation.
“That’s fine. Mine can’t be much over that same amount. We’ll probably get a credit back.”
I skeptically eyed her buggy, finding her words hard to believe.
“We still need to get blankets and a few towels,” I added, wording it carefully so she wouldn’t get mad.
“Damn, that’s right. Let’s go see how much the leeches want for their linens,” she said, pushing her buggy toward the bedding section.
“Mom,” I chastised, looking around to make sure no one heard her.
“What?” she asked, starting to get aggravated.
“Nothing, it’s just, all of its free to us so…” I let my voice trail off.
“Yeah? But if we didn’t have the voucher they’d be sucking us dry. We could practically get this stuff new for the prices they’re charging.”
I sighed, but kept my mouth closed, not wanting to ruin her good mood.
Going through the rack together, we both found comforters we liked. I talked her into getting one with Star Wars on it for Kevin, even though she thought he was too old for it. I won the battle when I pointed out it was the cheapest one in the lot.
Towels were a bargain too at a dollar apiece and we picked out ten of the largest ones that looked the most durable. Now that we had overflowing carts, Lucinda and I rounded up Kevin and Jim. Kevin hit the jackpot by finding a gallon-sized Ziploc bag filled with superheroes for only two dollars, which made up for the plain-Jane black backpack Lucinda made him get
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