Aurelia drove up to the mall in her beat up Toyota and slid into a spot. Her car door took a couple of tries before it stayed shut, but she was soon passing through the parking lot and into the sliding doors of the mall. She scrunched her nose, tired of the perfumey smell the place always had.<br/><br/>Making a bee line to the bookstore, she waved at her coworkers, then headed to the back to clock in and get the books she needed to put out on the floor. Pushing the cart out, she began her rounds, wandering through the aisles and drumming her fingers.