Chapters (44)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Epilogue
- About the Author
“I’m honestly not sure how I feel about it, either. But I’m going to go and check it out. So, on a different note, how’s it going with your bride from hell?”
Hallie laughed. “Davina really is the devil. I had to call Paula to come explain to her that we couldn’t simply refuse to rent out the hotel the night of her wedding.”
“She seriously asked for that? Wow.”
“Yes, and threatened to leave. But Paula handled her well. She just said it wasn’t possible. And of course, Davina didn’t cancel. Where else would she go last minute?”
“Mia must have been horrified,” Andrea said. Mia coordinated a lot of weddings with them, and Andrea didn’t know how she put up with people like that.
“She wasn’t happy with her. And she felt bad that we had to get Paula involved. But Davina didn’t listen to either of us. It was crazy.”
“Well, hopefully that’s the last of your issues with her. Everything else is settled now, right?”
“Not quite. We still have the tasting coming up. But that should be fine. Everyone loves the food here.”
For once, Andrea was glad not to be general manager so she wouldn’t have to deal with nightmare clients like Davina. Pretty much everyone that came to the concierge desk was in a good mood and appreciative for the help they received.
“Good luck with that,” Andrea said.
“Thanks. Hey, speaking of Mia, she mentioned that she and her sister, Izzy, are having a cookout Saturday night and that we should come. Sounds like there might be a good-sized crowd there.”
“That sounds fun. I don’t have any plans. They live right on the water, too, don’t they? Those condos on the wharf?”
“Yes. It’s Mia’s condo but Izzy is staying with her for a while. She had a baby not too long ago and she’s expanding her store, Nantucket Threads.”
“I love her store. I bet she’ll do well.”
“Mia told me she’s doing even better than they anticipated. She’s been working with a consultant to build her online store and that’s been really busy.”
“I’m not surprised. Online sales are booming, and people love Nantucket. I’ve often thought that we could do more with that at The Whitley. We could sell the monogrammed bathrobes and slippers online as well as the sweatshirts we sell in the gift shop.”
“That’s a great idea. You should mention it to Paula,” Hallie said.
“I’m not mentioning it to Paula!” Andrea snapped.
“Sorry, of course. Maybe to Grandfather, then. I bet he’d be interested. It’s a great idea.”
“Hm. Maybe I will. We’ll see.” Andrea wasn’t feeling especially generous toward either her cousin or her grandfather at the moment. Her good idea could wait.