“Let’s try this one.” My feet were already aching as we entered the hundredth shop today. I turned to Amelia and sighed. “I know I suggested shopping but you never said it would turn into a marathon. I want to sit down! Can’t we have a coffee or something first?” Her face crumpled with disappointment before she smiled again, as if a light bulb had appeared above her head. “One more and then I’ll reward you. You can even c...