Dawn and Whitney, Friends Forever by Ann M. Martin

Author:Ann M. Martin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2014-11-23T16:00:00+00:00

“Dawn, Jeff, I’m glad to meet you.”

Karina Whitaker held out her hand and shook our hands.

“Hey!” said Jeff, and I could tell he was impressed.

“I’m glad to meet you, too,” I said, and this time thought that maybe I meant it.

We were about to go out on another one of our family dates with our father. But Karina actually seemed nice and normal: not too formal, not too loud, not too anything else.

“Well, then, let’s go,” said my father, looking pleased. “The wonderful world of performances al fresco waits for no man. Or woman.”

Performances al fresco meant performances outside. We were going to an outdoor band concert, classical music but cool-sounding classical music, with lots of special effects and neat-looking musicians. At least I thought they were neat-looking when we got there.

I thought the crowd looked pretty cool, too. Lots of families with their baby-sitting charges, er, I mean their children, and an incredible variety of picnic baskets and chairs and blankets and food smells. We got there early to get a good seat and we did, close enough to watch the band (or maybe I mean orchestra) set up, but far enough away so we weren’t right in the middle of a gazillion people.

Of course, Jeff spotted somebody he knew immediately and zoomed off after swiping a granola bar out of the basket. Dad and Karina and I laughed and began to spread out the blanket and the picnic.

It was a pretty great picnic, if I do say so myself. I’d helped Mrs. B prepare it, and I enjoyed listening to Karina and my father ooh and ah as I took out tiny cherry tomatoes stuffed with spicy cheese filling; avocado, spinach, and red onion sandwiches with walnut oil vinaigrette on seven grain bread; mozzarella sandwiches with roasted red peppers and pickled mushrooms on Italian bread; peanut butter and apple butter sandwiches on whole wheat bread; new potato salad with dill; and grapes and strawberries and kiwi fruit salad with poppy seed dressing. Plus granola bars for snacks.

“And for dessert we have cheesecake with raspberry sauce,” I announced, taking the last bottle of sparkling water out of the cooler.

“This is amazing, Dawn,” said Karina. “You must have worked for hours.”

“Healthy and delicious-looking,” said my father. “Thank you, Dawn.”

“Anytime,” I said airily, but I was pleased. Then I saw Sunny and her family nearby. Sunny hadn’t seen us yet, so I jumped up. “I’m going to go say hello to Sunny,” I told Dad. “I’ll be right back.”

Sunny didn’t see me until I was right behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned and I realized she was wearing her radio headset.

“Dawn!” she cried in a voice that you could hear all the way to the ocean.

I winced and put my hands over my ears and pointed to the headphones.

Sunny reached up, took them off, and grinned. “Sorry,” she said in a normal tone of voice.

“This is supposed to be a concert,” I said.

“Yeah, but what if I don’t like the music?” Sunny asked.

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