Then, a rental Mustang pulled up. Gigi had arrived.
The energy shifted instantly. It was like a celebrity walked in. She was wearing bright turquoise, laughing loudly, smelling of expensive perfume.
She didn’t hand Sophie a gift. She handed her a box that everyone recognizes instantly.
A brand-new, top-of-the-line iPad Pro.
The kids screamed. Literally screamed. They swarmed Gigi like she was Santa Claus. Sophie dropped the hand-sewn denim case I had just given her onto the grass to grab the tablet.
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