She buttoned the Maltese into a pink coat and grabbed the leash, studded with diamonds. “Here, Nell.” She handed the maid a roll of plastic bags.
Nell and Jason locked eyes. The two, she with a small plastic bag neatly tied, he with a month’s worth of luggage, smiled at one another before arranging their faces again so as not to disrupt the smooth surface of pretty lives.
This was written in response to this week’s Velvet Verbosity prompt. The word was spectacle.