“And what did you do?”
“Skipped off.”
“Right. So now you’re going to have to sit in the trolley.”
What? No fair.
But he wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted her into the seat at the front of the trolley.
Whoa.
Next, he put the straps over her so she couldn’t slide down.
“But this is no fun! I can’t touch anything from here.”
“You also can’t run off and get lost.”
“I wasn’t going to get losted. I have a very good sense of direction. Maybe you would get losted, not me.”
All right. Seemed her Little was coming out whether she wanted her to or not.
“Maybe if you behave yourself, you can get down,” he told her as he pushed her.
Wee!
Actually, this was a bit fun. For a start. After about ten minutes of being pushed around she started to get bored.
And she desperately needed to pee.
Salem started looking at all the clothes. He asked her a few times for her opinion, but honestly, she had little interest in what she wore.
When he got into a conversation with an employee about which pinafore dress would be warmer, she knew she had to make her move.
After all, she was a ninja. She could sneak out of this death contraption before he noticed she was gone.
All she needed was to undo her belt.
Ta-da!
That was easy.
Free! She was free!
She could do anything she wanted and the first thing she wanted was to pee.
It took her a while to find a bathroom. And she heard her name shouted in the distance, but she ignored it as she raced into the bathroom.
When a girl had to go, a girl had to go.
As she exited, there was a large man standing there. He would be handsome, if he wasn’t so cold looking.
He had his arms crossed over his chest. He wore a navy blue shirt and black pants. His dark hair was cut short. And he was scowling.
Hmm. He might be attractive if he didn’t frown so much.
Immediately, she found herself frowning back at him with her arms crossed over her chest.
He wasn’t going to out-frown her!