It started when Petunia got a call one day from Kimber, one of her best friends. She wasn't sure what to make of it.

"Hello?" Petunia spoke up. "Did you want to tell me something?"

"Uh-huh," Kimber replied. "But not right now."

"Why not?"

"It's better if I tell you in person. Can you come to my house tomorrow?"

"Sure, but I'll have to ask Mom first. I usually have to get her permission for going over to see friends anyways."

"Okay, guess I'll see you then."

Petunia hung up the phone and went out of her room to see what her mother wanted.

The next day came. Christmas was right around the corner, so Petunia knew that she'd have to find an excuse to see Kimber as quickly as possible. Neither Pearl nor Coral could hang out with her at the moment due to being busy with their own plans, so Petunia alone had to visit the Reynolds' house. She looked around for something that she could give her friend right then and there. She searched and searched for a bit. Finally, she came across an old Cabbage Patch Kid. This was the same one her brother had gotten her for her fifth birthday. Despite the fact that she'd only had it for six years up to this point, it seemed like such a long time ago when she got it.

After convincing her mother to give Kimber the old Cabbage Patch Kid as an early Christmas present, Petunia found herself in the passenger seat of her sister Goldie's yellow Ferrari. She'd never had a chance to ride in this car before. Goldie wasn't quite a generous woman, after all.

"I can't wait to give Kimber my present!" Petunia squealed excitedly.

"I know, Petunia," Goldie said dismissively. "You've been saying that almost the whole ride over."

"But I really want Kimber to like it!"

"Yes, Petunia, I know. It's almost Christmas. Of course, you have to get her a present."

"She also called and said she wanted to tell me something."

Goldie raised an eyebrow at this. "Did she?"

"Yeah! She wanted to tell me in person!"

"Hmm. As soon as you give her her present, all you'll have to do is have Kimber tell you whatever she needs to tell you and then you'll have to come right home."

"Why? Couldn't I just hang out with her for a little bit?"

"Mom wants you home sooner than later, so don't screw around."

Petunia let out a defeated sigh. "Okay."

Petunia was the first one up on the Reynolds' front porch and the first one to knock the door. Immediately afterwards, the door opened to reveal Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds.

Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds were relatively middle-aged compared to Petunia's older twin sisters. Whereas the Diamond twins were just thirty, Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds were somewhere in their forties. Mr. Reynolds was fair-skinned while his wife was dark-skinned. That, however, were where the differences ended. They dressed relatively proper just like most affluent people in their neighborhood. Mrs. Reynolds, in particular, seemed to go out of her way to invoke both Janet Reno and Oprah Winfrey.

"Oh, hello, Petunia," Mrs. Reynolds greeted her with a smile. "It's nice to see you during this time of year."

"Thanks, Mrs. Reynolds!" Petunia beamed up. "I'm here to give Kimber my old Cabbage Patch Kid."

"Oh, how nice of you. You can give it to her after dinner. She hasn't been feeling well lately."

"What's wrong with her?"

"We think it might be a stomach bug," Mr. Reynolds answered Petunia. "She hasn't been able to keep much down like before."

"I hope she feels better soon."

"Me too, Petunia, me too."

Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds then allowed Petunia and Goldie to follow them into the house.