"Milk,
check. Bread, check. Tomatoes..." Michelle talked to herself and
looked in the shopping cart. "Check." she said as she saw
the plastic bag she was looking for. "Okay, I think we're done.
Let's go Ava" the she said to her daughter.
"Did you
remember supplies for evening?" Ava asked her mother. She was
still in high school, but she waited eagerly to get to university,
because it was where she was meant to go. She had inherited the
intelligence of her