Wearing the exasperation her movie star sunglasses can’t hide, the woman leaves the bank, checks her phone, and marches to the car way ahead of her distracted, prattling four-year-old.
Gramma sewed me a pree-tty pink skirt with lots of gold stars right on top of my sister’s old dress…
I got pink barrettes and pink flip-flops too. I’m co-or-d’nate… and mamma’s princess purse with the gold chain and shiii-nyy colors goes with that too!
Then she spots the magic puddle and stomps in.
I’m makin’ bubbles and walkin’ on diamonds.
–Come on!! I don’t have all day!!!
The girl strolls to the rumbling car.
A princess ne-veeer hurries.