"Oh, shopping?" Tara breathed it the way a pilgrim might, the 'Holy Grail." "Yes, Lovett's is over on Main Street, right close to the riverwalk. They stay open until midnight every night but they carry nice clothes."<br/><br/>At Bronwyn's grimace, Tara laughed," Not nice, like fancy lady going to the casino nice, but nice as in what you and I might find good. cute clothes but sensible. trendy without being trashy. You know. Nice clothes."<br/><br/>Bronwyn still looked skeptical but that just made Tara giggle all the more. The bell on the door rang. Tara rose to answer it. A young woman with flashy red earrings and a skinny boy  with his hat pulled low, entered.<br/><br/>"We have a reservation." the woman said, sliding a card across the counter to Tara. She had started to say there were no vacancies when she peered closer at the card.<br/><br/>"Oh, yes, ma'am. Ms. O'Neal." Tara was all business.<br/>She handed the lady the key to a room with no further conversation and escorted her out to the alley.<br/><br/>Her conversation was quiet and quick. The mother and son? woman and boyfriend? the people, disappeared into the courtyard.<br/><br/>Tara smiled broadly at Bronwyn. "I'm off now, I would love to go shopping too. Would you like to go now?"