What Do You Want From Me?

With a wave of the hand Stacy said, "Alright, I'll leave you guys to go at your own pace, but remember time is not on your side."

"Are we still going Grandma, it's already getting late." Elvis demanded.

"You are going out?" Cheryl asked.

"My friend's birthday party is tomorrow and grandma is taking us shopping to pick a gift for her." Eleanor explained with enthusiasm.

"If you don't mind, you can accompany us to the mall since Janice is not around." Stacy offered.

"I don't mind at all. That way, I can help the children pick a gift."

As they got to the door, they saw a man struggling with a gigantic package, blocking their way.

Seeing that they had stopped moving, Stacy asked, "What's going on? Why is no one moving?"

She peered over Cheryl's head and a slight frown appeared on her face. "Who is he?"

"Oh, that's my driver bringing in the gift I got for Eleanor."

"That's my gift?" cried Eleanor, "Wow! It's huge"