This mall was vast, clean, shiny, classier than her mall. Worth the drive. Amy had to come, she drove straight here after leaving The Company at her mall. She’d kept up a punishing pace, skipping lunch. Loaded down with bags she moved through the oranging pools of evening light pouring down from the skylights above toward the wide entryway of an anchor department store. She’d done every store; this was the last one. Ahead, hundreds of stacked boxes formed a phal...