Clara in America (Clara Andrews Series - Book 7) by Lacey London Read Free Book Online

wandering around Orlando minus her pants. Noah looks down at my bare legs and laughs hysterically, only adding to my misery.
    ‘You look silly!’ He cries, pointing and laughing loudly.
    I lock eyes with Oliver who annoyingly joins in with Noah’s laughter. Not knowing what to else to do, I allow my face to break into a smile.
    ‘Let’s just get out of here…’
     

 
     
    Laughter isn’t just the best medicine.
    Sometimes it’s the only option.

Chapter 5
     
     
    ‘When you said go crazy , just how crazy are we talking?’ I pluck another dress from the rail and toss it into our already overflowing basket.
    Shooting me a glare, Oliver holds Noah on his hip and shakes his head in frustration. ‘The cases are back on Wednesday, just keep that in mind…’
    Now that he mentions it, I guess I have got a little carried away. The mortification of people seeing me in nothing more than my husband’s crinkled t-shirt soon melted away when I stepped into the store and stumbled across the most amazing selection of clothing I’ve ever seen. Gorgeous dresses, stunning swimsuits and frankly fabulous shoes fill the shelves and some have even made it into my basket. I don’t know how. They must have literally thrown themselves off the rails. Attempting to cram in another swimsuit, I decide to have a quick rethink about just how much I will need to see me through the next couple of days. Crouching down, I take a moment to carefully consider each item.
    ‘Jeez, Clara!’ Oliver hisses, the vein on the side of his head visibly throbbing. ‘Can you hurry it up a little? I’m melting here!’
    Suddenly remembering that Oliver has to keep his jacket zipped up because I am wearing his only t-shirt, I quickly shove a handful of dresses back onto the display and make my way over to the checkout. Taking Noah from Oliver, I step to the side as he whips out his wallet. Thankfully, we managed to bag Noah’s baby essentials from the pharmacy next door and Oliver bought all he needed whilst I was getting carried away in the women’s section. Watching the numbers rack up on the screen, I try to remember what the exchange rate is. Ouch! However much it is, I didn’t expect the total to amount to, well, that.
    ‘Tax.’ Oliver groans, literally reading my mind.
    ‘Oh…’ I mumble, biting my lip and hoping I look cute enough that he doesn’t yell at me. ‘Come on, Noah, let’s go and wait outside.’
    Smiling at the assistant who is eyeing up my outfit uncertainly, I take his hand and lead him out into the sunshine. The sky is a stunning shade of blue, highlighting the tips of the rollercoasters that stand proudly in the distance. Shielding my eyes from the bright rays, I walk along the pavement and eye up the delicious looking menu at the restaurant next door. Other than a pathetic cereal bar, we haven’t had a bite to eat all day and I think I can safely say that we are all more than ready for some lunch.
    Just as I am salivating over the yummy sounding dishes, Oliver appears behind us, his arms laden with bags.
    ‘That is the first and last time we are going to shop on this vacation.’ He gives me a stern stare as a couple of teenagers walk past with balloons.
    Before I can stop him, Noah’s eyes light up and he points at the balloon excitedly. ‘Mummy! Balloon!’
    ‘OK...’ Taking another glance at the bright yellow balloons, I notice they are from the burger joint across the street.
    ‘Burger?’ I ask Oliver, not noticing that he is already heading in that direction. ‘Are we going to take the car?’
    ‘No. Let’s chuck these bags in the trunk and we’ll walk over.’ Tossing the bottle of water that he is drinking into a bin, he beckons me to follow him.
    Being very aware that the car is all the way around the other side of the building, I pluck up Noah and resist his struggles to get down. We will get there a whole lot faster without having to wait for Noah to throw a tantrum.
    Finally making it to the car, I