Daisy loved shoe shopping and James was happy to indulge
her. At the moment they were waiting for
the shop assistant to come back with a couple of pairs for Daisy to try. It was taking a little while and James’ mind
was wandering. Looking at the shoes arranged
artfully around the shop walls he wondered whether perhaps he ought to get some
new ones himself, the timberland boots he was wearing at the moment were
getting a bit worn down at the heel.
That would require a different shop though, he rather doubted any of the
shoes here came in a men’s size 13. He
tried to picture himself wearing some of Daisy’s shoes and it made him chuckle
slightly.
“Something funny James?” Daisy asked, looking up at him from
her seat.