"Katy, it's a frog."
My brain was close to short-circuiting. I couldn't process that I'd carried around a cement frog. A medium-sized, heavy cement frog. Why? Had I offended Katy somehow? Was she mad at me? Did I do something to upset her and this was my punishment?
"Do you think Pierce will like it?" Katy asked, ignoring my frog comment and all the internal dialogue.
I really considered screaming. Totally justifiable, in my opinion, but Katy still had stars in her eyes. I figured if she was this excited over the stupid frog, she must have considered it important, even if I didn't.
"To be honest, hun, I'm not sure it matches his décor." He had billionaire style. Katy's frog looked like it belonged in a rock garden sounded by gnomes.
She tipped her head and looked at the frog from ano
