Ruby
Dad was rather excited as he ushered me through the door to where a white stretch limousine was waiting, parked up at the side of the road.
“Oh my God! You guys did this for me?” I practically shrieked with joy.
I had always wanted to ride in a limo. I let out a high-pitched girly squeal as I trotted over to look inside.
“Oh my God, it’s huge in here!” I breathed, awestruck.
I’m not kidding you, I could’ve sprawled out three times over in there.
“Pose for a picture.” Dad had the camera ready. He took one of me standing next to the limo, one of me sitting in it, and one of me pretending to drink straight from the miniature bottle of champagne.
“Go easy on that stuff.” Dad popped the cork for me. “I don’t mind you having some, but just don’t tell anyone. It’s not as if it’s a ful
