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What Does He Want?

Evie

I pulled up the images from a sweet-sixteen party I had planned about six months ago before I turned my laptop for the new client to see.

“Oh wow, that is stunning!” the mother exclaimed.

“I don’t want pink,” the spoiled princess pouted.

I smiled, remaining calm. “You don’t have to have pink. You can choose any color you want.”

“No,” the mother quickly interjected. “We are not having black.”

The girl scowled. “I wasn’t going to say black.”

I kept my smile in place. The affluent family had reached out to me last week. Initially, I didn’t want to do it. I was in no mood to deal with a spoiled teenager.

“What colors were you thinking about?” I asked.

“Purple,” she answered. “I want several shades of purple.”

“Oh, that’s very regal,” her mother said with a relieved smile. “I like it.”

“I was at a party you planned for my friend like a year ago,” the young girl said. “She said you were really good. My party has to be better than her party.”

Ah, teenage envy. “We will do our best.”

“We
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