I saw her come into the shop with her mother.
They walked up and down the aisles for a while, looking at toys. The girl was peering at things closely. She seemed nice. After a while, the shopkeeper offered his help. “Hello. Were you looking for anything in particular?” he asked. The woman nodded. “Yes. My daughter likes those little wooden dolls,” she smiled at her daughter, “actually, she collects them. They seem to be quite popular at the moment. Do you have any?” “Oh! Yes.” he replied. “We certainly do. They’re down in the back corner. Let me show you.” He led the way.
I could hear them approach. When she saw that they had a variety of dolls she clapped her hands.
As she went past… I rattled.
