Okay, Lila.
But hurry, please.
“It might be something.”
“I knew it!”
Knew what?
That there’s a treat in your pocket?
That isn’t new.
Lila, can I have the treat?
Please, please, please?
“It’s a good thing you’re cute.”
Lila thinks I’m cute!
Treat!
Num, num, num.
“You have to tell me everything.”
Grandma Connie, did you go get treats?
“I’ll tell you later.”
“You better.”
“Let’s see what these beauties look like!”
Do they look like treats?
FIFTY-SIX
KIRA
“You look like a rock star,”Lila squealed, clapping her hands together. “Do you love it?”
I stared at myself in the full-length mirror, stunned at the end result. I couldn’t take any credit. The long, wavy hair and dramatic yet elegant makeup was all Lila’s doing. Her talents knew no bounds, apparently. She found the formfitting black dress, too. But not just any black dress—one that shimmered with my movements. Discreet, but definitely a statement piece.
“You don’t think this is too much? It’s just a book signing.”
“Justa book signing?” Lila scoffed. “Don’t youdareminimize this special day. Your fans have been waiting for years to meet you. Embrace your badassery, babe. Because you’ve earned this.”
My heart pounded in my chest, thundering in my ears.
Today was the day.
The grand re-opening of Brenda’s Book Nook.
And Diana Davenport’s first ever public appearance.
Though Lila refused to tell me how many tickets she sold, she did share that they were all sold out.