CVS

The Chester CVS is our go-to place for Rutter’s dark chocolate bars, batteries and peanut butter crackers. Tonight, Libby needs shampoo for her biweekly bathings. Usually I go in with her, our arms locked like good sissybelles, but tonight she goes alone. From the car, we watch her half trotting, half skipping to the automatic doors. As she draws closer, her strides get shorter and, in a less-than-graceful movement, she throws her body at the glass doors with a flying kick. They open. She repeats the attack on her way out, this time while greedily clutching at her new possessions.