Mary Ellen sighed impatiently as she looked out the window as her mother took various turns to get to the street. As they pulled up, Mary Ellen dropped her head as she looked over at her mother, Do I really have to go here Mother? I promise to bee good from now on and not cause anymore trouble. she said. Of course it was an empty one as her real reason for not wanting to move was so that she could stay near Tom, her boyfriend. She smoothed her hand over her black skirt and made sure that her shirt didn't have any wrinkles in it. She then readjusted the simple pink sweater that was draped over her shoulders.<br/><br/>Of course you do Mary Ellen, you're out of control. she said as she opened the car door and popped the trunk. Mary Ellen followed suit, grabbing two of the suitcases as her mother had grabbed the other and headed up the stairs to the door. She sat the suitcase down and began to ring the doorbell before she seen the note to use the side entrance. Picking up the suitcases, the ladies moved to the side of the building.<br/><br/>As they stepped into the boutique, her mother looked around quite astonished. Her eyes then turned to Ms. Bordeaux and smiled. Oh Ms. Bordeaux, it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Anne and this is my daughter Mary Ellen. she said, wrapping an arm around her daughter.