"Despite the differences in their ages, I still thought of them as adventurous girls. It never occurred to me that they might be related, that is until I heard Connie refer to Rita as "Mom"?? Now at least I knew their names, but the relationship confused me.... They acted more like friends and equals, than mother and daughter. Didn't I detect flirtation in Connie's comments, and didn't Rita give me the eye? As we walked through this typical small town market, they picked up many more items, "just in case we get snowed in." I expressed my regret for not being able to help in defraying the ever-increasing cost of the groceries, but it didn't seem to bother them. "We picked you up and it's our treat," Rita explained. "Come on, let's get going before we get stuck here," Connie said, with a sound of urgency, to her mother who was still looking around. Picking up two economy-sized bags of potato chips along with some pretzels didn't impress me as being staples, but to be fair, she did also pick up bacon, eggs, English muffins and a container of milk.