“What the-” She stopped short, staring at the kids. After blinking a couple more times, she finally turned to give her best friend an incredulous look. “What have you done with your nieces and nephew?”
Bestie laughed. “I dubbed today Fashion Friday. Babysitter’s choice.”
She sighed. “They’re even more fashionable than me.”
“Yeah, well, look at you. We bought a nice pair of heels and you’re still wearing that worn out thing.”
She looked down at her flats. They were a little old, but they were still functional. “They looked weird with my jeans.”
Bestie rolled her eyes. “Girl, heels go with anything.”
If it had been anyone else, she would’ve been offended, but it was her best friend. That was just how they rolled.
“So how does Fashion Friday work?”
“Like this.” Bestie pulled the kids close in an awkward pre-groupie hug just as a cute guy was about to pass them by. “Oh, you kids are too adorable! Give Auntie a hug!”
It was her turn to roll her eyes.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.