Once the kids were done, Brianna wasted no time. She stood, smoothing her dress and walking briskly to the counter to settle the bill. The cashier’s cheery smile felt almost mocking, but she forced herself to respond politely, counting out the last of her cash with trembling hands.
Gathering the children, she ushered them toward the door. Her heart raced as she felt the lingering stares of the diners behind her. She kept her head high, gripping her children’s hands tightly. Outside, the fresh air hit her like a wave, but the heavy weight in her chest remained.