“I know what I bought. It’s probably a mix of food, drinks, toys, and other items,” she said, swiping items off the racks as if she were on a shopping spree.
Jasmine called Serenity, who was equally astonished. At Elisa’s request, the three girls brought everything from the car into the store. “The toys are for Sonny,” Elisa noted, remembering only the toys. She wanted to be close to the adorable little boy, so she purchased a variety of toys for him—some that flew, crawled, and even swam.
Serenity looked at the two large boxes of toys and laughed. “When Sonny gets older, he’ll have enough toys to open his own shop. Even if he only sells what you’ve given him, he’ll have a steady business for years.”
Elisa sat down and replied, “I like Sonny, so I bought toys for him. You all spoil him in your own ways, and I spoil him in mine. Serenity, your nephew is just too cute! If I had a nephew as adorable as him, I’d pluck the moon from the sky if that’s what he wanted.”
“Unfortunately, my mom only had one daughter—me. My nephews will come from my brothers,” Serenity said. Her eldest brother was married, but the couple was still in their honeymoon phase and wasn’t ready for children. As for her younger brother, she wondered if he even had a girlfriend.
Sonny slid down from Mrs. Lane’s arms and his eyes widened in amazement at the mountain of toys. Overwhelmed, he couldn’t decide which one to play with first.
Snowball crouched in front of the box alongside Sonny, and Serenity realized that Snowball seemed to prefer Sonny’s company over hers.
As for her two pet cats, they typically jumped onto the shelves to sleep after being fed, only to wake up and start fighting with each other. Occasionally, one of them…
Elisa would leap into Serenity’s arms. Serenity poured her a cup of warm water and inquired, “What prompted you to buy so many things?” Elisa replied, “I tend to shop when I’m feeling down, purchasing anything that makes me happy. Now that I’m feeling calmer, I realize I don’t actually need these items, so I’m giving them to you and Ms. Sox. There’s no ulterior motive; I just know my mom will scold me for wasting money if I bring them home.”