her hand out. “I’m Dr. and Mrs. Bishop’s nanny.” She leaned in and whispered, “Larissa and Max.”
“Pleasure to meet you, Amber.” She was dressed in a cheerleader uniform and little Ryan was in a full football outfit. “I’m Sophia, obviously.”
“I know. Ella has been talking a lot about you.”
“You guys are making me sound like a stalker,” Ella protested. "Don’t make me sick my Indians on you," she threatened.
"Bring it," William laughed. "Show her boys." All three of them took a ninja pose and made a ‘hoowah’ sound as they chopped the air with their hands.
“Well, if everyone is here, let’s get going,” I announced. “Someone who knows what the heck we’re doing, please lead the way.”
“Wait, wait…” Larissa hurried the best she could into the foyer. “I want pictures.” Her smile was bright and perfect. Max moved up behind her quickly.
“Honey, please don’t move around so quickly.” He rubbed her belly.
“Nonsense,” she swatted his hand away and pulled the camera up to her eyes.
Amber and Ryan posed together, then all the kids posed together, and Amber took a picture of Ryan with his parents. Larissa kissed all the kids on top of their heads before telling them to have fun.
“Who are you?” I looked down when I heard Victoria’s question. She was standing with her head tilted, looking at a curly, brown-haired girl clinging to Miranda.
“This is Vanessa. But you can call her Nessa.” Miranda knelt down. “Nessa, this is Victoria. Remember I told you about her?” Vanessa nodded her head.
“What are you dressed as?” Victoria tried to see the whole costume.
“Dorothy,” Nessa whispered.
“Oh, like the Wizard of Oz!” Victoria exclaimed. “I really love the shoes!”
“Me too!” I knelt down, “Can I borrow those some time?” I winked at her.
“Your feet are too big,” Victoria teased.
“Hey,” I poked her side and stood up.
“Everyone ready?” A loud chorus of “yes” came from the kids.
“Let’s go Trick-or-Treat ourselves into candy comas,” I shouted and we all headed out the door.
I waited for everyone to walk out before I closed the door. Lucas stayed behind with me.
We walked the streets of the upscale neighborhood. Half of the kids were driven around in golf carts, which I really didn’t know what to think about. But by the end of the evening there was over a ton of candy in all of the bags, a million pictures taken, and some very exhausted kids.
The Bishop family would be out late so we all huddled around the living room floor and dumped out the candy. Going through it was overwhelming.
"Jeesh, when I was a kid I got apples, some candy bars, gum..." I drifted off.
"It’s crazy right?" Ella looked at me with a smirk.
"I mean, who the heck gives out Toys R Us gift cards?" I held up the card.
"That would be the Vandermeyers." I looked at William. "They do it every year."
"Well...heck...can I tell them when my birthday is?"
"They send me birthday presents," Victoria said as she dug through her bag.
I ruffled her hair.
After everyone left, I gave Victoria a bath and got her into bed. Then it was finally my turn to wash out the hairspray and scrub off the make-up and glitter. Around midnight, my body gratefully collapsed into my bed.
The weekend was quiet. Victoria was oddly less energetic. I spent Sunday afternoon with my father before I met Miranda, Benji, and Lucas for dinner. Before I went to bed that night I checked on Victoria.
Monday morning she was a lot more tired than usual, and when I tried to help her get dressed I could feel the heat pouring off of her. I quickly put her back in bed and placed a thermometer in her ear. Her temperature was one hundred and three degrees so I dialed the number for the doctor I found in the binder.
By eleven in the morning, I had Victoria in a comfortable outfit and in the car heading to the doctor. After some tests, he determined she had strep. He gave her a shot, a