False Saint With My Money
Language: en
The moment my neighbor and supposed best friend found out I had forty-five thousand dollars loaded on my VIP spa account, she came hunting for me. "Danica, I just did the most amazing thing!" Penny burst through my front door, eyes shining with manic excitement. "I took all the stray dogs in our neighborhood for a luxury essential oil spa day!" She clapped her hands together. "Over twenty dogs. A fifteen-hundred-dollar premium package for each of them. Aren't I just the best?" I blinked, genuinely caught off guard. Penny was the neighborhood's resident clout-chasing saint. She loved…