Adriana knew that her Noemi would want to stop by the joke shop first thing. This store was started by a member of the famous Weasley clan, right? Noemi wouldn't know, but Adriana remembered the redheads. They were well-known, even in Spain.
Now Noemi was grabbing hold of everything in the store. She was like that. Quite the little prankster.
"Emi, dear?" she interrupted. "You're not getting all that stuff. Put half of that back." Noemi had piled everything up on the counter.
Noemi Dominguez loved pranks. And buying junk. Material possessions comforted her, whatever that meant. That's what her mamá always said. So she really wanted all of the items in her hands. She stuffed them onto the counter and looked expectantly.
"May I have these, please?" she asked, not listening to her mother. |