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Chapters (35)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Epilogue
  30. Acknowledgments
  31. Discover More
  32. About the Author
  33. Also by Lauraine Snelling
  34. Praise for
  35. Author Letter

“We are.” They grinned at each other. “Looking forward to hearing from you.”

Roxie drove into her driveway half an hour later than she had hoped. She hurried inside to use the bathroom. “You ready?”

“Yes, be right down.”

Within minutes they were on their way to the mall. “Did you have lunch?”

Loren shook her head. “I got involved in planning my next display and the time disappeared. Let’s shop first.”

“You sure? You might need sustenance.”

“If the shock is too great, we’ll take a break.”

“Okay.”

It took two stores before they found a possible dress. “What do you think?” Loren modeled the dress in front of a mirror.

“I think it looks very nice, simple but decent-quality fabric and construction.” She had checked that out before Loren put it on. The others she’d tried were too frothy. “You can dress it up or down by the accessories. That print jacket on the rack would make it more casual, and the black one with the scroll trim would look dressier, not that you’d want a jacket so much in the summer anyway. And before you ask, it is very slimming. Now let’s get you a black bra, and panties, and then we hit the shoe department.”

Loren groaned. “All in one day?”

“Might as well while we’re here. By the way, why the change of heart?”

“Nate wants me to meet his mother so he’s taking us both to supper tomorrow at her favorite restaurant.”

“Which is?”

“The Royal Crown.” She flipped the dress over the fitting stall door.

“Okay, this will be fine. You can use my turquoise jewelry, will look great on that, and my black shawl if it gets chilly. Knowing that restaurant, you better take the shawl.”

Loren stepped out of the fitting room, shaking her head. “Jeans or khaki pants are much easier.” She glanced in the mirror and pulled her T-shirt down. “Let’s get this over with.”

“You are not sentenced to the guillotine.”

“Almost. And besides, what if she doesn’t like me?”

Roxie put her arm around her daughter’s shoulders. “She can’t help but love you. I’ve heard all good things about her.”

“If she’s so wonderful, why did they divorce?”

“Couldn’t get along in the same house but reverted to being the friends they were before the marriage. Rich said, ‘She gave me great children.’”

They finished their shopping, got Loren through the shock of spending that much money on fancy clothes, and stopped at Loren’s favorite restaurant, where the hamburgers were superb. They had celebrated many life events there through the years. “Let’s get that dress hung up and we’ll steam it. You’ll look smashing tomorrow for supper.” Roxie pulled into their driveway. “You might want to wear your hair up, look even more sophisticated that way.” She grinned at her daughter. “Want a bowl of ice cream?”