Nothing. I was still in full tantrum. So then she lay down beside me on the floor, and began kicking and screaming,“I want a new car, I want a new house, I want some jewelry, I want……”Shocked, I stood up.
“Mama, stop. Mama get up,”I tearfully pleaded.
She stood, and brushed herself off. At first stunned, the others waiting in line began to sporadically clap, and before I knew it they were cheering and laughing and patting my mother on her back. She blushed and took a little bow and the next thirty minutes in line was pure misery for me as various parents leaving the Layaway Department, shake their heads at me and say with a smile,“Your mom got you good. I bet you'll never try that again.”