“It’s a done deal,” Hannah agreed, borrowing Andrea’s favorite phrase. And then she excused herself and hurried off to check the extra coolers she’d brought to hold the little cheesecakes, in case the ones on the platters began to droop under the lights.

“We’re here!” a voice shouted out, and Hannah turned to see Michelle coming in with the cast and crew. Everyone who was in the scene was in full costume, including the extras, and Hannah watched her youngest sister and several other movie people as they helped the extras find their places and coached them on what to do.

They were all ready and waiting to go when Dean strolled in. He moved a few people, stepped back to look at the result, and nodded. While he was giving some last-minute instructions to Burke and Lynne, Michelle came over to stand with Hannah.

“Am I late?” Andrea asked, coming up to join them.

“No, it’ll be at least another ten minutes, maybe fifteen,” Michelle told her. “Where’s Tracey?”

“At home, doing her homework with Grandma McCann. When she’s through, they’re going to watch a movie.”

The three sisters stood there gazing at the scene for a moment. It was strange to see so many Lake Eden people dressed in fancy evening clothes in the middle of the afternoon. Hannah was the first to turn away and as she did, she noticed that both of her siblings were watching Dean Lawrence with identical hungry looks in their eyes.

Hannah shrugged slightly. She guessed she could understand their fascination with the director. He was handsome and as long as her sisters were just “window shopping,” that was fine with her. Dean looked slightly disheveled and wickedly charming. He would have been right at home in a pirate’s costume, ravishing women left and right.

Her attention shifted to a familiar figure who’d just walked in. It was Ross and as far as Hannah was concerned, he was much more appealing than Dean. It was true that he wasn’t quite as handsome, but her Grandma Ingrid used to say, Handsome is as handsome does, and Hannah thought she was right. Ross was a much nicer person than Dean and he cared about people other than himself.

“Hey, Shelly. Mike and I are here.”

Hannah turned to see Lonnie Murphy, Michelle’s significant Lake Eden other, standing behind them in full-dress uniform. It was dark blue instead of tan and maroon, the colors of the Winnetka Country Sheriff’s Department, and there was a patch sewn on the shoulder that read, CHERRYWOOD P. D.

Lonnie was smiling and Hannah smiled back. He was the only person who could get away with calling her sister, Shelly, a name Michelle absolutely despised. And the fact that Michelle didn’t seem to mind at all when Lonnie said it told a lot about their relationship.