Joan didn’t seem her usual self either. “Don’t you think Joanie should be happier, since she’s getting married?” Brooke asked Aly. She was giving Daisy Quinn, a sixth grader, a polka-dot manicure. “If I were planning a wedding with someone as nice as Isaac, I’d be the happiest person on the whole planet.” Aly just shrugged. She was giving Daisy’s younger sister Violet a stars-and-stripes manicure. She was finding it hard to concentrate on the stripes, worrying that Joan was sad because Aly wasn’t going to be one of her flower girls. “Maybe the person doesn’t really want to get married,” Daisy offered. Aly shook her head. “I don’t think that’s it,” she said. But as she painted stripes on Violet’s pinkies, she had to wonder. After the girls finished their appointments for the day, they cleaned up, which included wiping up a giant spill of the new color Green Tease. One of their customers, Uma Prasad, had accidentally knocked over the bottle with her elbow.
