“Chloe, would you please get going already?” exclaimed Mrs. Diane. “Yes Mrs. Diane! I just need to find my basket. Oh, here it is!” replied Chloe. “Mrs. Diane! Where are the strawberries?” she yelled again. Mrs. Diane was shocked. “Chloe dear! Just go, forget about the strawberries! I’m sure Ms. Nicole will love your sweets.”
“I think it’ll rain today,” wondered Chloe as she walked down the street. “I hope my pie doesn’t get wet.” Chloe stared at the vehicles zipping by and wished she could afford one. She pulled herself together and continued. Finally, she got to Ms. Nicole’s house.
“Ms. Nicole! I have your sweets!” said Chloe when she walked in. “Thank you dear! Such a marvelous cherry pie you made!” complimented Ms. Nicole. “And I really love it.” She took a slice and put it on a china plate. “Please, have a few biscuits.” Chloe drooled with envy as she saw the beautiful pink biscuits carefully placed on a silver tray.
She bit one and the vanilla-strawberry filling burst out of the biscuit. “And also help yourself to some lavender lemonade, too,” winked Nicole as she placed several glasses of lemonade on the table. Chloe loved Ms. Nicole’s house. “Ms. Nicole!” she grinned. “May I have a recipe for this delicious lemonade?” Ms. Nicole nodded and went off. She opened an antique drawer, which was decorated with gold, and took out a piece of paper. “Here, use it.” She handed it to Chloe. “Oh my goodness,” she gasped. “Fresh lavender from Bree Farms? I can’t afford that!” Ms. Nicole shook her head. “That’s okay. I’ll give you some.”
Later, an elegant little girl walked down the steps. She was wearing a white blouse, studded with rubies, and a long, flowing red skirt. “Chloe! You’re here!” she shouted as her heels clicked on the floor. Chloe stood up. “It’s so nice to meet you again, Grace.” Grace smiled and told Chloe to follow her. They went into her room. It was entirely purple—which was an expensive color. The curtains were velvet and had diamonds on them.
“Look Chloe!” exclaimed Grace. “My birthday was yesterday, and mother bought me a new dress for my doll!” The doll’s dress was blue, and it had gems all over it. “Wow! Amazing!” smiled Chloe. “I just wish I had that…” She sighed. “Um,” stammered Grace. She grabbed a green dress, which had fake plastic gems on it, and handed it to Chloe. “Sorry, but mother says I can’t give the valuable ones to anybody.” Chloe smiled. “Oh, it’s okay,” shrugged Chloe. Then she decided to go back home.
“Mrs. Diane!” she yelled as she walked into her home. “Chloe dear! Come, I’ve made some orange juice for you!” Chloe went to the table. She grabbed the newspaper. It read, “Looking for a new mailman. Must be poor and female.”
“Mrs. Diane!” yelled Chloe. “Perfect! I’ll earn money as a mailman.” Mrs. Diane winked. “Chloe dear. Just call me Diane, okay? And that’s great you got a job!” she smiled.
Chloe headed off to the post office. The manager gave her a good look and whispered into a man’s ear.
(To be continued…. LOL this was a cliffhanger. SORRY!)