9. Loose Feet

9/Loose Feet After the church, everybody went to the reception. The reception is a big, giant room where you sit at tables. And you listen to loud music. And you eat food and cake. And then wait till you hear this! The bridesmaids' table was the longest table in the whole entire place! I runned right to the end of that hugie thing. And guess what? There was a teensy card with my name printed on it! "Here! Here! I am sitting here!" I hollered to Mother. Just then, I saw Aunt Flo. She was coming over with Bo.

"Uh-oh," I said very nervous. Then I quick hided behind Mother's skirt. But Aunt Flo didn't even look mad! She bended down next to me in her beautiful wedding gown. And she held my hand real nice. "Junie B., honey? I didn't see what happened in the church. But Bo said you tried to take her basket. Is that true?" I shook my head very fast. "No, Aunt Flo. I didn't try to take her whole entire basket. I promise. I just wanted two teensy petals and that's all," I said. I held up two fingers. "Just this many, Aunt Flo. Just two. 'Cause Bo got all the rest of the petals. And so two would be fair of her, I think." Aunt Flo looked at Bo. "Bo, honey? Did you hear that? Junie B.

only wanted two little flower petals." Bo looked shy at me. Then, all of a sudden, she reached into her basket. And she gave me two petals! I smiled real big. "Hey! That is a nice gesture of you, Bo!" I said.

After that, Bo smiled back at me. And Aunt Flo put us in our chairs. Bo asked me how old I am. I sat up straight and tall. "I am almost six," I said very proud. Bo did a sad sigh. "Poo," she said. "I'm only five. I'm always the littlest. Always, always, always." I patted her arm very understanding. "Don't worry, little Bo. Someday you will be a grown-up lady, just like me," I said. Bo did a teeny frown. "You're not a grown-up lady," she said. "Yes, I am so a grown-up lady, Bo!" I said back. "Just ask my mother if you don't believe me. 'Cause I acted grown-up for the whole entire wedding, almost." Just then, I quick put my napkin in my lap.

"See this, Bo? See how I am putting this napkin in my lap? If I was a baby, I would tuck it in my collar. But grown-up ladies put them in their laps." I sat up even taller. "And see how straight and tall I am sitting? This is how grown-up ladies sit," I said. "We never slouch and slump." After that, I sat very still. And I didn't move a muscle. "Now look at me, Bo," I said out of the corner of my mouth. "See how still I am sitting? I am not even squirming. On account of grown-up ladies do not get ants in their pants, that's why." I folded my hands very polite. "Now I am folding my hands very polite. And I am waiting for my food." Bo kept on looking at me.

"The end," I said. After that, I kept sitting there a real long time. That's how come Bo got tired of looking at me. And she started playing with her spoon. She clinked it on her water glass. Also, she clinked it on her plate. And her knife. And her head. "Grown-up ladies do not clink their spoons," I said. Bo shrugged her shoulders at me. After that, she made a puppet out of her napkin. And she made it bite my nose. "Hey!" I said very surprised. Then I quick did a frown. "Grown-up ladies do not play with their napkins," I said. After that, I did a big sigh. 'Cause my food