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met Phil in the parking lot of a seafood restaurant. When he caught sight of Anna, his mouth fell open. “ Well, paint my toenails and call me Mabel! You don’t even look like the same person. Wow!”
    Lisa beamed. “I think we got a lot accomplished today , Mabel. We should be able to finish up tomorrow with no problem.”
    Anna threw her arms around Phil’s waist and hugged him. “Thank you, thank you so much! I hope we didn’t max out your card or anything. ”
    He squeezed her back and told her not to worry about it, that he was by no means hurting for money. Anna couldn’t even imagine having so much money that you never had to worry. It was a novel idea, that was for sure.
    The three of them enjoyed a pleasant meal of grilled seafood and afterward, they went back to Phil’s house. He helped them unload all the bags from Lisa’s car and carried them upstairs to Anna’s room for her. Then they relaxed in the living room, with Phil and Lisa on the couch and Anna curled up in the recliner.
    Lisa was examining her list. “Okay, we got most of your wardrobe taken care of today. Tomorrow we need to focus on lingerie, shoes and school supplies. And some accessories.”
    “Sounds a lot easier than trying on clothes all day,” Anna commented. Then she quickly amended, “Not that I’m complaining. I really appreciate all your help today. I know you probably had better things to do.”
    “I’m a shopaholic, so trust me, it was fun,” Lisa said, stifling a yawn. “I am pretty tired, though. I think I’m going to head home. See you guys tomorrow, say, sometime after lunch?” Standing, she dropped a light kiss on Phil’s head.
    “That’ll be fine,” he agreed. “Thanks again, honey . See you tomorrow.”
    After Lisa was gone, Phil and Anna chatted and watched TV for a while until she began to yawn and decided it was time to go to bed. Not before another nice long soak in the tub, though. As she lowered her tired body into the hot water, pleasantly fatigued by her busy day, Anna had only one thought.
    This is the life!
     
     
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    Saturday’s shopping trip proved to be less strenuous than the previous day’s excursion. To Anna’s relief, the only items she had to try on were bras and shoes. They were done by four o’clock, and this time they weren’t completely wiped out when they arrived home. They walked in to find Phil marinating meat in the kitchen.
    “Thought we’d grill steaks,” he said, rinsing his hands off in the sink. “It’s so nice out today.”
    “Sounds great,” Lisa agreed. “Do you have stuff for salad?” Without waiting for a reply, she began to forage through the contents of the refrigerator. “Didn’t you get any Italian dressing? Please tell me this isn’t all you have.” She held up a half-empty bottle of Ranch dressing that looked questionable at best.
    “Want any help?” Anna offered.
    Phil wiped his hands on a dishtowel , pulled an unopened bottle of Italian dressing out of a grocery bag on the counter, and handed it to Lisa. “No thanks, honey. Why don’t you go put your things away and come back down and we’ll go out on the patio.”
    Anna scurried upstairs, taking the steps two at a time, and deposited the handfuls of bags onto her bed, then ran back downstairs for the rest. It was a lot of stuff. She had shoes, socks, underwear, bras, nightwear, fashion jewelry to match some of the outfits they’d already purchased, and two additional brands of perfume. She was on cloud nine. There were also school supplies and a cute canvas backpack to put them in. Maybe school here would be different, after all. It just had to be!
    Back in the kitchen, Lisa was busy washing lettuce. “Phil’s out back. Why don’t you go join him?”
    Already, as Anna pulled the sliding glass door open, she could hear the sounds of people playing basketball, presumably next door. Mingled with the thump of the bouncing ball was the laughter and banter of the boys playing, the