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hair on them.
    Kelly rushes up to her bedroom, and returns with lots of little barrettes.
    We pin back the hair around his toes, and then Kelly holds him down.
    Brandi holds out the nail-polish bottle.
    I kneel down and paint one of his nails Candy Apple Red.
    For the next one I use Perfectly Peach.
    He starts to lick his nails, so Kelly holds onto his head.
    When I finish painting all ten of Darth Vader’s toenails different colors, Brandi and I lie down on the floor and blow on his toes to help them dry faster.
    He slobbers on my head, so when I’m blowing on his nails, I spit on one to get even.

    He licks the top of my head.
    I, Amber Brown, will definitely have to take a shower when I get home.
    We spray his toenails with quick-dry liquid and then start working on our own nails. Darth Vader sits down beside me, chewing on the barrettes that are still on his feet.
    Darth Vader is a little weird, but if I ever got a dog, I think one like Darth Vader would be terrific, only smaller and less drooly. I know that there are big poodles and there are tiny poodles (which are called toy poodles). I wonder if there are such animals as toy sheepdogs. With my mom allergic to dogs, though, the only kind of dog that I’ve ever been able to get is one that is a toy. I wonder if my dad will let me get a dog when he moves back. I wonder who would take care of it while I’m at my mom’s. I wonder if he would take care of it, feed it, and walk it … and I, Amber Brown, could just play with it.
    Thinking about this reminds me of my worries, but right now I’m having a good time. I’m glad that Brandi made me come. I’m glad that Kelly is so nice.
    “Ooops.” Kelly’s nail falls off her thumb and lands on the floor.
    She picks it up.
    There’s carpet lint on it ….. and on the carpet is a spot of Shimmer Glitter Mauve.
    “Ooops,” Kelly says again.
    We all look down at the carpet and then at each other.
    “Ooops,” we all say.
    Kelly’s mother walks into the room and puts a plate of cookies on the table. “What is all this ‘ooopsing’ about?”
    Kelly swallows hard and then says, “Mom, it was an accident.”
    “You know that is one of my least favorite sentences,” Mrs. Green says. “What’s the accident?”
    Kelly points with one of her ShimmerGlitter Mauve fingernails. “Polish on the rug.”
    Mrs. Green does not look happy.
    She looks at the spot, saying nothing for a minute, then she sighs and reaches for the bottle of nail-polish remover and a cotton pad.
    We all sit quietly and watch as she tries to clean up the spot.
    I think …… Please, oh please ….. Out, darn spot….
    Kelly, Brandi, and I look at one another.
    I cross my fingers, getting nail polish on my hand.
    The polish comes off the rug.
    I, Amber Brown, am so relieved. I hate it when kids are having fun and something happens that ruins everything and makes a grown-up angry.
    “Be careful, now,” Mrs. Green says.
    We promise to be careful.
    Mrs. Green leaves, and then returns withtrash bags to spread out on floor under us.
    When Darth Vader moves so that she can put the bags down, the barrettes clink against each other.

    Mrs. Green looks at him.
    Then she looks at us.
    Kelly shrugs. “We decided it would be quite a feat to do his nails.”
    I, Amber Brown, wonder if she means “feat” or “feet.”
    Mrs. Green laughs. “Your father refers to that dog as his first son. I’m not sure what he’s going to say when he sees his dog. I’ll just tell him that it’s the paws that refreshes.”
    She laughs again.
    I, Amber Brown, don’t get what she means by the paws refreshing…. But there are a lot of things grown-ups say that I don’t get.
    Mrs. Green keeps smiling, and says, “Just wait ’til your father gets home.”
    That is something that I, Amber Brown, do understand.
    Just wait ’til your father gets home……. Kelly doesn’t look too upset about her father’s return.
    Now I, Amber Brown, just have to wait ’til my father