“Do we have to come here?” Quinn complained as I pulled her from my car toward Barrett’s mansion. “They wanted us to come over. Be nice.” “Holy crap, how many houses does Barrett have?” she exclaimed while looking up at the large two story home. “This is just one of many, Quinn. His parents are loaded.” I clasped her hand tightly in mine and led her up the walkway toward the door made out of iron and glass. Instead of knocking, I walked right in like I normally did. “Surprise!” Everyone jumped out from behind sofas, bookshelves, and hallways. Quinn gave me a sly look before laughing. From the looks of all the pink and blue streamers, this was a baby-themed party. “What is this?” she asked. “It is a party!” Ginger said stepping over with a huge blue crown. “A gender reveal party!” She placed it on Quinn’s head and took a picture with her camera. Quinn looked around nervously at the small group of about a dozen people crowded around her with party hats and confetti.
