“I’d rather have a spa day. We could get a mani-pedi. I like my toes to sparkle.”
“That sounds like a wonderful plan. I’ll talk to the girls about it.”
“Aunt Sherry, too?”
Maddie’s best friend Sherry couldn’t attend the fundraiser because one of her kids had a piano recital.
“Of course, I’ll invite her. It’s not a party without her.”
Sherry was quite possibly the most fun person on planet Earth. The nicest, too.
“I’m going to tell Lizzie that we’re doing a spa day,” Amanda said, clasping her hands together in glee. “This is going to be awesome.”
It would be. But first, she needed to give her husband a huge hug and kiss now that he’d slayed ‘em with this speech. He deserved it.
Her husband was running for governor. And he just might win.
He’s got my vote.