A Lady I Observed at Giant

The lady dug through her purse, impatiently trying to find her wallet.
"Here it is!" She pulled the wallet out and waved it triumphantly before the cashier's face. Her sister had given her the wallet last summer as a gift for her birthday. The bright flowers sewn across the front of it were a vibrant blue, like the woman's eyes. The sister lived in Washington, so any gift from her was treasured. Perhaps, thought the lady wistfully, we might one day live closer.
The cashier rolled her eyes and continued ringing up the items.
Two little daughters began tugging on the woman's jacket.
"Wait, honey... and Emma, put that chocolate bar down. I bought you some doughnuts for the car, remember? You can eat them on the way to my yoga class."
"Yoga, mommy?" the girl said curiously.
"Yes, baby. I am starting the class today. Aunt Lily suggested I try it out... though I'd prefer knitting, or something non-athletic... but you know you can't say no to Aunt Lily."
"Mommy?"
"Yes?"
"What does the word athletic mean?"
"Never mind, honey. Now go sit with your sister on that bench. I'll be right there." The little brown haired girl danced away, sporting a high pony tail like her mom. 
"You'd think," the lady said to the cashier, "that yoga would be more appealing to me, seeing as my job is so stressful at the office, but..."
"Lady?" interrupted the cashier.
"Yes?"
"Here's your receipt."
"Oh, thank you...." She turned, heaved her purse over her shoulder, and waved her daughters to her. She pushed the shopping cart in front of her. "And God Bless!" she called back to the grumpy cashier.