Clare moved out of the fray to sit on one of the leather sofas. She watched Jack and Andi circulate through the room, noticing how they moved with the easy grace of a long-married couple. She was forced to look away when Jack put a hand on the small of Andi’s back to draw her closer to him. He did it so naturally and unconsciously that Clare ached when she remembered him touching her that way.

The room vibrated with music, voices, and the sound of ice striking crystal.

Frannie sat down next to Clare. “Hanging in?” she asked under her breath.

“By a thread,” Clare replied in the same tone.

“You look wonderful. You’re all recovered.”

“Except for this nagging limp I can’t seem to shake.”

“You will,” Frannie said with a glance across the room at Jamie, who held Olivia as he chatted with Jack and Andi.

“I finished the journal,” Clare said. “It was quite a story when Jack met Andi and you and Jamie got together.”

Frannie smiled. “That was one hell of a week.”

“Tell me about it, Frannie. I read about it, but I want you to tell me.”

Frannie raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Really?”

Clare nodded. “This is the first time I’ve seen them together. It’s made me curious more than anything.”

Frannie took a deep breath. “Well, it was late August, and Andi came from Chicago to do a site visit in preparation for decorating the Newport hotel. At the time, she was the director of interior design for Infinity. Jack took her around to the mansions, Hammersmith Farm, and some of the other highlights. We went out on the boat and had a cookout at the house for all the designers. It was the first party we’d had at the house since everything happened, and it was fun.”

“Your journal said that’s when things between you and Jamie heated up, too.” Clare noticed Jack and Frannie’s parents, Madeline and John, had arrived, and Clare looked forward to visiting with her former in-laws.

Frannie waved to her parents. “That’s right. There’d been this thing between us forever, and neither of us ever admitted it to each other or anyone else.” Her gaze softened when it landed on her handsome husband.

Clare smiled. “I always wondered.”

“Did you? We were so surprised to discover we’d both had all these feelings for each other for years.” Frannie still seemed astounded by it, even more than two years later. “I guess when we saw Jack rejoining the land of the living, it felt like the time was right for us, too.”

“You guys seem so happy together.”

Frannie smiled. “We are.”

“So what happened with Jack and Andi?”

“You’re sure you want to hear this?”

“It’s okay,” Clare said with a wave to her mother who was across the room with Jill and Frannie’s son, Owen.