was either move or have
Eleanor sit on their laps。 She linked one arm through Serena？s and the other through Nate？s； a
mischievous look on her face。 The overpowering scent of Eleanor？s Chanel No。 5 made Serena
feel like she was in a department store。
？I？m so glad to get the two of you alone；？ Eleanor whispered conspiratorially； as if they were all
planning some kind of top…secret mission。 ？I？m working on a surprise for Blair for the party。 It？s a
slide show of Blair？s life？kind of like a…greatest…moments…so…far thing。？ She smiled brightly；
turning her head back and forth to look at Serena and Nate as she spoke； like she was watching a
tennis match。 ？But the problem is that I don？t really have the time to go through thethousands of
snapshots of Blair I？ve amassed over the years？and that？s where you two e in！？ She squeezed
each of their knees with her hands。 ？I need you to go through thisimmense stack of albums and
choose some appropriate photographs。 But I？m afraid we？re on a bit of a deadline？I need them by
next Friday at the latest。？ Serena tried to glance at Nate over Eleanor？s head； but when she leaned
back on the couch； Eleanor leaned back too； fanning herself with her hand。 ？But remember？this
has to be a top…secret mission； you two； so no telling Blair！？ Eleanor？s loud whisper reverberated
off the living room？s paneled walls； and she held her finger up to her mouth。
Hush…hush！
Serena tried not to giggle。 Eleanor was terrible at keeping secrets？she always managed to tell her
children what they were getting for Christmasbefore she？d even bought their presents。 Most likely
she？d tell Blair by tomorrow？ifBlair hadn？t already heard their