Lola said, “because Toni wants to hostess the dining area. By the way, Sterling has sent me some flowers for last night.”
“Really? Wow, that is too much,” she said. “Roses?”
“Why, yes.”
“What color?”
“Yellow, pink, red, white—about twenty baskets, and six dozen long stems. And he also gave Mommy and Misha some.”
“Shut up!” she squealed. “Oh my God, I am coming over with my clothes. Does Sasha know?
“Not yet, I am calling her now.”
“Okay, let me know if she wants to come over, because I will pick her up. I will drive her home tonight.”
“Okay, I will relay the message.”
Lola called Sasha with the surprise endearment. She kept saying, “You deserve it, I am so happy, that Storm is out, girl, things are really looking up. I am planning to work tonight, okay?”
“Whatever you want to do. Melinda has the door, also Sterling and I have a dancing date. We are officially calling each other Fred & Ginger.” Sasha was laughing as hard as Lola was.
“So what does one wear to dance, Ginger?”
“Toni, Misha, and I are heading to the closet as we speak. Melinda is coming over, and she will dress here.” Lola told her what Melinda suggested and that she would be coming with her. It would be a full house tonight. The ladies of Sandy’s would all be stepping out together tonight.
By three o’clock, everyone was at 965, bustling in and out of the walk-in closet. It was decided upon that Lola wear the soft pink crepe dress that had long sleeves with a half-moon drop back and a silky loose drop bottom with invisible slits through it. There was a tiny rhinestone trim on the entire neckline and around the back. When the slits were shown, the tiny rhinestones would glitter. She was to wear a pair of translucent pumps with sheer iridescent stockings, with the maxi shearing since it was still below twenty-five degrees.
“Isn’t it Latin night tonight?” Sasha asked.
“It sure is,” Lola replied.
“Oh boy, Melinda had that gleam in her eye and that meant fire. So I chose wisely,” she said.
“What do you mean,” Lola asked.
“I have my red dress, and that means fire. Tonight, I am going to set the club on fire!”
“Me too!” Toni chimed in as did Sasha and Misha. They all laughed and chilled the afternoon away, because that night would be another night to remember.
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