![]() “You should join the A/V Club,” she says. Becca watches as I set up the webcam and microphone and connect my laptop to the TV. Chadwick are visiting in the kitchen-it’s the Chadwicks’ turn to bring snacks to our book club meeting, and it looks like Becca’s mother went all out to try and redeem herself from last year’s cornmeal mush episode, because she brought a yummy-looking Kentucky Derby pie-I get the equipment ready in the living room. The next afternoon, while my mother and Gigi and Mrs. That night I realize that I have something new to agonize over as well-namely, what am I going to wear tomorrow to Simon’s birthday party? “Sorry, Gigi,” I apologize, and help her switch them back. “Megan, what is the matter with you today?” my grandmother says, exasperated. I nearly dump twice the amount of salt into the apple pies that Gigi and I are assembling-Becca is helping Jess with the cupcakes this time around-and I accidentally put whipped cream on the lemon meringue pies and meringue on the French silk chocolate pies. ![]() I can hardly keep my mind on school the rest of the week, though, and by Saturday I’m a bit of a wreck. ![]() She helps me brainstorm, and I go home with a lot of ideas. I guess you’d have to have a good sense of humor to be married to Becca’s mother.īecca tells me that there’s no way Simon will find out-“like he’s going to be reading Flashlite online,” she scoffs-and that I need to stop worrying and concentrate on coming up with a debut blog post. ![]()
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