It's just a silly phase I'm going through

I can't place exactly what season it was or the day, but something about the memory pulls me towards the cold. I was out shopping with my mom and it was later in the evening. I follow her around as I usually do to make sure I can help her find everything she needs. Sometimes I offer alternatives when she can't find the item that she wants. I do this despite knowing that the items on her list are probably the cheapest store brand option. Still, its nice to be open to suggestions. She asks me to look around for something specific, I think it might have been seasonings.

The spices take up the whole center of the aisle, so I pace to the left then scan, slowly making my way to the right end of the shelves. I drop my gaze lower too, in case I spot her desired item sitting in the emptier slots. There's music playing. There was music playing all along? Well we are at Shoprite, I guess they always play music at a grocery store.