"Back here Mom." She called out from behind a few tall shelving systems she was trying to move around. Pushing and shoving, while they sat on gliders. It wasn't as hard as it would have been if she hadn't stopped and grabbed a few of the plastic disks.
Stopping she whipped her hands on her pants, pushing her hat back off her head she drew the sweat from her brow with a shirt sleeve. Sarah hadn't expected Izzy at all. In fact she didn't really expect anyone.