I grabbed the diaper bag and pushed toward the restroom sign.
The men’s room was almost empty. I checked everywhere.
There was no changing table.
A man drying his hands gave me a tired look. « There’s no table. I had the same problem last month. »
My stomach sank. « Do you know where the family restroom is? »
The men’s room was almost empty.
« Other side of the mall, I think. »
Both girls cried harder.
I backed into the hallway and found a security guard near the directory.
« Excuse me, » I said. « I need help. »
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