only turn thirty once. I don’t want to ruin it for her.”
“She’s fine.” Quinn smiled broadly. “Trust me.”
“Okay.” Dallas said in a soft, watered down voice that was
half awe and half shock. She forgot herself and tried to lean
against the snow fence, but caught herself at the last minute.
Thank goodness she did, because Quinn’s section was really
sagging.
“There’s Danica.” Quinn pointed. “Sorry she didn’t
introduce her friends. She was eager to get started. That’s
Stephanie beside her, and following behind is Shayna and
Trudy.”
“Okay.”
“You probably won’t remember their names. I know
you’re terrible with that.”
“Hey!” Dallas pretended to pout. “Maybe I’ve gotten
better at it over the years.”
Quinn’s right brow curled up. “Have you?”
“No,” Dallas giggled. “I haven’t. I remember a face
forever, but names? I don’t know. I guess my brain isn’t
geared that way.”
Danica and her friends caught up to them quickly. They all
looked like they were bursting with their discoveries. They
huddled in a small circle by the fence, gathering naturally so
they could hear about all the treasures. Dallas thought that this
part was probably even more fun than the actual discovering.
“Should we go around the circle like we always do?”
“Sure,” Quinn said. She was biting down on her bottom
lip, probably trying to stop a big grin from appearing or a
smirk that said that she was going to kick ass at this, but she
would of course humor the others before she rubbed their