This is how some things work
Time went by quickly and the winter months passed. The snow had melted and, as usual on warm Saturdays, Tiffany took her children to the nearby park. Nicky, now 3, and her older brother Johnny played with their friends. While the kids ran around, mothers and nannies would talk and laughed.
"So how was your ski trip, Dorothy? Did the skis manage to hold up?" a well-dressed woman made a snarky remark.
The woman she was talking to was shorter and stockier. Her nose scrunched up, as if offended. "Oh, Glen. If only all of us can spend our vacations avoiding our husbands, like you."
"Ha! It's not my fault he has such an important job. Still, he did promise a long trip to the Bahamas to make up for it," the tall woman announced, raising her chin.
"Nice. We went there last year. I'm sure you are going to love it," Tiff added.
"Any place she can spread in her string bikini is a good place for her," Dorothy blurted, making the group of women around her gasp and giggle.