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Chapters (92)
  1. First
  2. Love Connection
  3. Zero
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. One Month Later
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Six Months Later
  21. Sixteen
  22. Seventeen
  23. Eighteen
  24. Nineteen
  25. Twenty
  26. Twenty-one
  27. Twenty-two
  28. Twenty-three
  29. Twenty-four
  30. Six Months Later
  31. Twenty-five
  32. Twenty-six
  33. Twenty-seven
  34. Twenty-eight
  35. Twenty-nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-one
  38. Thirty-two
  39. Thirty-three
  40. I Have Never
  41. One
  42. Two
  43. Three
  44. Four
  45. Five
  46. Six
  47. Seven
  48. Eight
  49. Nine
  50. Ten
  51. Eleven
  52. Twelve
  53. Thirteen
  54. Fourteen
  55. Fifteen
  56. Sixteen
  57. Seventeen
  58. Eighteen
  59. Nineteen
  60. Twenty
  61. Twenty-one
  62. Twenty-two
  63. A Christmas Date
  64. One
  65. Two
  66. Three
  67. Four
  68. Five
  69. Six
  70. Seven
  71. Eight
  72. Nine
  73. Ten
  74. Eleven
  75. Twelve
  76. Thirteen
  77. Fourteen
  78. Fifteen
  79. Sixteen
  80. Seventeen
  81. Eighteen
  82. Nineteen
  83. Twenty
  84. Twenty-one
  85. Twenty-two
  86. Note from the Author
  87. Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
  88. Two
  89. Three
  90. Four
  91. Also by Camilla Isley
  92. About the Author

“Oh, darling, of course, you do.”

“So what do you make of this entire… uh,” I try to remember the word she used, “spread?”

“You’re right where you should be, nothing to worry about.” She winks.

I don’t know what to make of this assessment. It seems just like a ball of nonsense to me.

Once Amelia has had her future predicted as well, we exit the tent and rally the others for the final stop of my party.

“Where are we headed next?” I ask my sister as she tackles me from behind. She’s definitely had many more drinks since lunch.

“Oh, you’re going to love this! We rented the old drive-in, and they’re doing a special showing of Sixteen Candles just for us!”

I squeak and giggle with joy while jumping and clapping my hands. “Thank you, both of you…” I brace one arm over Amelia’s shoulders and one over Kassandra’s. “This has been the best day of my life.”

“Eeeeee.” My sister winks at me. “Wait until you see Jake in a tux waiting for you at the altar before giving away the best day prize.”

I giggle again and we head toward the limo where the driver’s patiently waiting for us in the parking lot. Watching my favorite movie in an old drive-in is the perfect ending to a perfect day.

“Wait, how are we going to watch the movie from the limo?”

“They’re giving us the Cadillacs in the front row,” Amelia says. “Real fifties style.”

“The limo’s just for driving us home after the movie,” Kassandra explains.

I smile and silently add that she’ll probably need a lift home more than anyone else will.

Thirty

Cold Feet

♦♦♦

Saturday, September 1—London

On my wedding day, I wake up at the crack of dawn with the alarm clock drilling a hole into my skull. It takes a long while for everything to get started. Even if I have planned every last detail, somehow it still seems I have a great deal left to do. Mom’s so nervous she burns breakfast and I spend a good ten minutes telling her it’s okay and send Dad to grab some muffins from the next-door bakery. Kassandra appears in the living room already dressed in her bridesmaid gown and I send her back to my room to change. I don’t want a coffee-stained bridesmaid.