In the Pink(3)

　　Finally, they entered the clothing section and headed for a rack full of Ralph Lauren Polo shirts. Yes! I could already picture myself standing in the fairway, contemplating my approach shot, while the others in my group commented on my impeccable taste.

　　"Hey. Look over here." The enthusiasm in my daughter's voice meant they had found the perfect gift. I felt bad that they were going to spend all that money, but who was I to question their immeasurable affection?

　　"Cool. And they're cheap, too."

　　Cheap? I peeked through some women's sweaters. My daughter was holding up a pair of pink polyester pants that had been on the clearance rack since day one.

　　"And we could get this to go with it." My older son held up a lime-green mesh shirt.

　　I gasped audibly. They looked in my direction, so I slipped further back into women's wear, bumping into the store manager.