Hope unlocked the phone with the password and immediately saw Penelope’s selfie plastered as the wallpaper—so full of herself it was almost comical.

“Come on, make me look good! Take a nice one!” Penelope said, holding some vegetables and striking what she thought was a perfectly heroic pose for washing them.

“Squat a little, it’ll make me look taller!”

“I’m turning my head now! Pretend I just caught someone spying on me!”

Hope’s hand hesitated over the phone. If she accidentally dropped it, would Penelope really be mad?

“Your nose still has some red on it,” she reminded her gently.

Next thing she knew, Penelope panicked and touched the area...