“How late are the stores open this evening?”
“Which stores, Donnie?”
Bear grit his teeth. He knew she was deliberately baiting him, but this time he was not going to bite. “The good clothing stores at the mall. I know I can’t get to Brooks Brothers now, but are Macy’s and Nordstrom open?”
“Quakerbridge Mall is open until at least eleven thirty. It is Back—”
“To School,” Bear finished her sentence. “Reed told me last night.”
“Now, what do you need at the mall? I will send Pop or Joseph. Just make sure you get the sizes right. I’ll call the Personal Shopper you use occasionally, and we will fix him right up.”
“Mama, I seriously think you sometimes read minds. How did you know I wanted clothing for Brian?”