CHAPTER 18
“Are you sure that’s the right building? I could have sworn—” Lary glances around her.
“Positive. See, there’s the entrance. Hand me some M&M’s,” Pumpkin pipes up.
They are huddled in identical black turtleneck sweaters bought at the Gappe’s End of Winter Sale for the purpose of Mission: Brit Nitwit. Aunt and niece are in the front seat of a forest green 1984 Honda Civic, Pumpkin’s pride and joy.
“We should have rented a different car. Maybe she’ll recognize this one.” Lary munches on celery. She still can’t believe Brit is cheating on their lovable Roger. The nerve of her! But today they are going to expose her for the little tramp she is. Ha!
“Yeah, like the Trophy Wife can differentiate between a pickup and a sedan. The only cars she knows are Jags. Caddies, Mercedes …”
