Coco had abandoned the flamingos and was now actually reading the first page of Dune , her brow furrowed in concentration. Theo had stopped posing and was lying on her stomach, chin propped in her hands, staring at the water.
And so, the two women, along with the rest of the townspeople, worked tirelessly to bring their vision to life. The pool began to take shape, and the excitement grew.
“No, silly. Swap us .” Coco gestured from her own manicured hand to Theo’s calloused one. “You become me. I become you. For the rest of the day.”
"It's coming along, Theodora," Coco replied, "but I need your expertise. We're thinking of adding a new lounge area by the poolside. Something modern and chic. I immediately thought of you."