sauce,” she said.
“Imagine that—another change.”
“Just be glad they didn’t ask to switch from chicken to veal,” said Kate. “Mr. Reeves at the butcher’s
shop would be really irritated at having to send back a hundred and fifty chickens.”
“Paul!” her mother called out, motioning for the produce manager to come back. “Change that crate of
mushrooms to two crates of oranges. Fresh ones!”
After the new order had been noted, Mrs. Morgan turned back to Kate. “I think we deserve a little treat
after all of this,” she said. “What do you say to lunch out? My treat.”
“Are you sure we have time?” asked Kate seriously. “Mrs. Winter might call and ask you to change the
wedding to a bar mitzvah.”
“Come on,” said her mother, laughing as they left the store. “I turned the phone off so they can’t find me.
I don’t think even they can cause too much trouble in an hour.”
They walked down the street to a little restaurant that had tables outside. From the table the waitress
took them to, Kate could see everyone who walked by, which she liked. It was relaxing to sit in the
sunshine and watch people as she studied the menu and decided what to have. She was trying to choose
between the turkey club and the Caesar salad with shrimp when her mother tapped her on the arm.
“I think that’s Annie coming this way,” she said.
“You think it is?” Kate repeated as she turned to look. “How could you not know.”
But when she saw who her mother was looking at she understood how she might have been confused. It
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was definitely Annie, but it was Annie as Kate had never seen her before. She stared as her friend
walked toward them, unable to believe her eyes.
Annie had been transformed. Her hair had been freed from the braid she always wore it in, and it had
been curled into long wavy tendrils that framed her face. And her face—Kate had never seen her looking
so good. She’d once given Annie a makeover, but it had been nothing compared to this. Annie’s lips
were done in deep pink, and her brown eyes had been shadowed in tones of gold and smoke. Even her
glasses were gone. Kate couldn’t remember ever seeing Annie without them before. The change was, to
say the least, astonishing.
Annie was even dressed differently. Her usual shapeless clothes had been replaced by a formfitting knit
dress in a pretty pink color, and she was swinging a little pink purse by her side as if she’d carried one
every day of her life, even though Kate had never seen her with anything other than her battered
backpack. In her other hand were bags from several trendy stores Kate didn’t think Annie even knew
the names of, let alone shopped in.
“That is her, isn’t it?” Mrs. Morgan asked.
“Um, yeah,” said Kate. She waved at her friend. For a moment Annie looked at her blankly. Then she
smiled and waved back. A moment later she was standing next to their table.
“Hi,” Kate said. “What happened to you? You look great.”
“I decided to give myself a little makeover,” Annie said playfully. Even her way of speaking seemed
different to Kate, less subdued and more outgoing.
“Would you like to join us for some lunch?” Mrs. Morgan asked. “We haven’t ordered yet.”
“I’d love to,” Annie replied, pulling out a chair next to Kate and sitting down.
Kate couldn’t stop stealing glances at her friend. The change that had come over Annie was remarkable,
and Kate couldn’t help wondering what had prompted it.
“Kate tells me you’re working over at Shady Hills,” Mrs. Morgan said as Annie looked at the menu.
“Yes,” Annie said. “I thought it would be nice to volunteer there for the summer. I find the senior citizens
very inspiring.”
“Did you take today off?” Kate asked, noticing for the first time that Annie’s nails had been done.
“Mmm hmmm,” responded Annie. “I
“Imagine that—another change.”
“Just be glad they didn’t ask to switch from chicken to veal,” said Kate. “Mr. Reeves at the butcher’s
shop would be really irritated at having to send back a hundred and fifty chickens.”
“Paul!” her mother called out, motioning for the produce manager to come back. “Change that crate of
mushrooms to two crates of oranges. Fresh ones!”
After the new order had been noted, Mrs. Morgan turned back to Kate. “I think we deserve a little treat
after all of this,” she said. “What do you say to lunch out? My treat.”
“Are you sure we have time?” asked Kate seriously. “Mrs. Winter might call and ask you to change the
wedding to a bar mitzvah.”
“Come on,” said her mother, laughing as they left the store. “I turned the phone off so they can’t find me.
I don’t think even they can cause too much trouble in an hour.”
They walked down the street to a little restaurant that had tables outside. From the table the waitress
took them to, Kate could see everyone who walked by, which she liked. It was relaxing to sit in the
sunshine and watch people as she studied the menu and decided what to have. She was trying to choose
between the turkey club and the Caesar salad with shrimp when her mother tapped her on the arm.
“I think that’s Annie coming this way,” she said.
“You think it is?” Kate repeated as she turned to look. “How could you not know.”
But when she saw who her mother was looking at she understood how she might have been confused. It
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was definitely Annie, but it was Annie as Kate had never seen her before. She stared as her friend
walked toward them, unable to believe her eyes.
Annie had been transformed. Her hair had been freed from the braid she always wore it in, and it had
been curled into long wavy tendrils that framed her face. And her face—Kate had never seen her looking
so good. She’d once given Annie a makeover, but it had been nothing compared to this. Annie’s lips
were done in deep pink, and her brown eyes had been shadowed in tones of gold and smoke. Even her
glasses were gone. Kate couldn’t remember ever seeing Annie without them before. The change was, to
say the least, astonishing.
Annie was even dressed differently. Her usual shapeless clothes had been replaced by a formfitting knit
dress in a pretty pink color, and she was swinging a little pink purse by her side as if she’d carried one
every day of her life, even though Kate had never seen her with anything other than her battered
backpack. In her other hand were bags from several trendy stores Kate didn’t think Annie even knew
the names of, let alone shopped in.
“That is her, isn’t it?” Mrs. Morgan asked.
“Um, yeah,” said Kate. She waved at her friend. For a moment Annie looked at her blankly. Then she
smiled and waved back. A moment later she was standing next to their table.
“Hi,” Kate said. “What happened to you? You look great.”
“I decided to give myself a little makeover,” Annie said playfully. Even her way of speaking seemed
different to Kate, less subdued and more outgoing.
“Would you like to join us for some lunch?” Mrs. Morgan asked. “We haven’t ordered yet.”
“I’d love to,” Annie replied, pulling out a chair next to Kate and sitting down.
Kate couldn’t stop stealing glances at her friend. The change that had come over Annie was remarkable,
and Kate couldn’t help wondering what had prompted it.
“Kate tells me you’re working over at Shady Hills,” Mrs. Morgan said as Annie looked at the menu.
“Yes,” Annie said. “I thought it would be nice to volunteer there for the summer. I find the senior citizens
very inspiring.”
“Did you take today off?” Kate asked, noticing for the first time that Annie’s nails had been done.
“Mmm hmmm,” responded Annie. “I
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