Shadows In Durango

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*****Sofia's POV*****

"Say that again?" Vincent asks, as I stand by his car at the end of the day with Emma by my side - where he had told me to meet him to go home.

He hadn't shown up for our storage room duties and so I figured he had ditched us, but here he was - waiting.

"We were going to go to the mall for a while before going back to your place... oh and can Emma come over again tonight? Daryl said you guys are busy..." I feel like a child asking for permission but know that at this point, Vincent was in charge.

I had to respect that it was his space he was so openly willing to share with me.

He looks between us both, before nodding his head slowly when Daryl approaches us.

"I'll drop you off at the mall but I can't wait around, get in." Vincent states, as I grin at Emma and we rush into the back of the car, allowing Daryl to sit in the front seat.

I chat with Emma about her Moms salon, growing excited about the different packages and things they offer, while Daryl and Vincent seem to discuss something a little more serious in a hushed tone.

It was hard to listen in with the radio playing and with my own conversation going on with Emma but I could tell from the looks on their faces that they were tense about something.

"How are you both going to get back?" Vincent turns down the volume of the radio and questions us, as we notice the large mall coming into view.

I hadn't shopped at a mall in so long...

"Uhh..." Is all I can respond, as Daryl watches me in the mirror - waiting for me to recite my plan to them both.

"We could get the bus?" Emma steps in and suggests, as the pair remain quiet.

I wasn't overly bothered about how we would get back there, knowing that it would be worth the fun visit to the mall - we would worry about that later.

"I'll come back for them." Daryl suggests, as I suddenly feel like I was becoming a problem.

"No please don't worry! We will figure it out, I know you are both busy so don't stop your plans for us!" I detest the idea, as Vincent pulls up to the front doors on a part of the road that I didn't believe was actually a parking space...

there I'll come pick them up."

knew he had the final say at this point. Every time I tried to disagree with him it ended nowhere and would only be a

the door and I

we hurry inside, hearing the rev

towards the dress up store, as we rush through the centre and head inside finding a

cowboy boots on the far wall, we move towards them

a pair of brown leather hot pants and a pair of black leather

waistcoat style crop tops we grow more excited than what was necessary - as I lost it for

I had fell back into my old life style, my

sigh of relief, the stuff was reasonable, as I decided to push my thoughts aside knowing I had more than enough money now to spare - at least for one day! "I'll take the black shorts with the red

cowboy hat!" I say, grabbing the hat and placing it

do the brown shorts with the pink sparkly waistcoat! Should I do

hair all blonder!" She states as I laugh knowing I looked nothing like a Barbie doll -

the book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for

the dressing rooms to try on the stuff, counting down from three behind the

prance around - happy that we both looked the part

around in the dressing room for a few more minutes,

for our selections, and then make our way towards her mom's

that it's a bustling

smile is at the reception desk. She looks

greet us with open arms. "I'm Linda, Emma's mom. It's so nice to finally meet you, Sofia. Emma's told me so much about you already - we are ecstatic that she has been getting out more." Linda beams, as I enjoy her warm

you too," I reply, feeling instantly welcomed by her warm

I owe the pleasure of my daughter visiting me at work today?" She looks to Emma with a

you have any

seventy five dollars. Of course, I'll do yours on the house Emma - I couldn't dare to charge my own daughter - and I can give you the deal for

Emma, who's already grinning, and

started," Linda says, guiding us to a couple of empty chairs at the back. She hands me over to a stylist, who begins discussing my preferences while Linda gets to work on Sofia knowing already what she wanted. Emma opts for a trim and some light highlights to freshen up her look, while I

excitement building. It's been a while since I've treated myself to something like this,